Bethany..
Chuck had all the women assessed again by the half-Demon boy, though he looked in much worse shape than he had been in the last time Bethany had seen him. But then again, weren’t they all, Bethany thought bitterly.
“Are you ok?” Bethany asked, earning herself a sharp smack across the shoulders with a police baton by one of the guards who’d dragged her in front of the boy.
‘Worry about yourself.’ The boy’s voice echoed inside her head as he said out loud. “Obviously pregnant.” in a sarcastic tone. For the attitude, he was also smacked with a baton and threatened, but while Bethany had only been told to shut up and been hit once, he was hit multiple times and berated about his attitude and cooperation. Bethany was sent back to her cell without any further questions being asked.
