Hadley’s POV
I stare into the faint light that lights up my peripheral area from the torch that someone is holding up behind my head. My stomach is pressed against the cold concrete floor of my cell as my arms are pinned behind my back. Above me three men in masks are holding me down as one more faceless bastard sticks a needle in my neck and pain lances through my body.
I’m now chained to a ring that’s fixed into the middle of the floor of my cell, a silver cuff wrapped around my ankle, attached to a four foot chain which is just long enough for me to reach the bucket they gave me to use as a toilet. They decided to chain me up after they came in the second time to dose me. The first time, the blinding light of their torches gave them the upper hand and they got me down before I could b
