Chains

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Amelia pov.

I burst through the door, ready to punch, bite and scream.

If someone is trying to chain Luke up, they'| have to come through me first.

"Amelia!" Rogers leaps off his bed, trying to hide the huge pile of chains behind him. I scan the room. No one else is here.

Rogers, what's going on?" I peer around his shoulder. "What are those for?"

Rogers glances guiltily back at the chains. I see that there's some kind of oil there, as well as a couple of metalworking instruments. It looks like he's taking care of the chains, or testing their strength.

I- um. It's for work."...