“DO you know who I am?”
Uno glanced at the man in the corner when she heard no answer from him. Her eyes went back to the bag on top of the trolley.
She was currently inside the jailhouse where the most priced prisoner was detained. She was standing outside the prison room where Peter was.
The poor excuse of a man was sitting on a makeshift bed while eyeing her and the bag. The only thing that marred his handsome face was the discoloration on his jaw and left eye.
She beamed at the two warriors that just came in. They were pushing a stretcher.
“Put that inside, please.”
Peter stood up. Questions were visible on his eyes at the additional furniture in his room.
“Please hold him.”
The prisoner started to thrash when the two warriors grabbed his arms. Despite the squirming he mad
