Bethany..
It took longer than she expected, to get back to the slavers’ camp. Of course, she didn’t make it easy on them. Her body still ached where she’d been abused, and her ribs and back were sore, making taking a deep breath impossible. And then they finally came out of the woods to be met with the sight of a fence with razor wire on top, and Bethany nearly laughed.
“That’s it?” She scoffed, looking at the chain-link fence with concrete buildings mere yards beyond them. “How the f**k do you expect to keep any Demons out of that?” The sneer in her voice made Chuck turn to her with a glare, and for a moment, she was afraid she might have pushed him too far, and resigned herself to another beating. Instead, he merely sniffed, his chin rising slightly as he shoved her forward around the
