Milena's breath was slowly becoming uncomfortable. She had been trying to endure the pain ever since she got here.

Now it was becoming unbearable. In her mouth, her tongue brushed against one of her molars, recalling how Zade had installed a tracking chip there.

It was on Rafael's orders. The device was made by Rosa.

At least they believed she wasn't the culprit. And probably needed her to be here. Zade had told her to rest assure and not panic no matter what.

Hold on to the pain, Milena; Rafael is coming.

Milena almost flinched when the door opened, Leonard stepping in, slightly disheveled. A smirk danced on his face....