I woke up inside a dark cell that smelled like rotten flesh. Instantly, bile rose up my throat, and I rushed to a corner to empty out my gut.
“You’ll have to get used to the stench here.” Someone said, and it was only then that I noticed him sitting in front of my cell. “Hungry?”
My jaws clenched tightly, and I looked away without saying anything.
“You’ve been out for a couple of hours.” He went on. “I think Sloane got you really hard.”
Sloane. My eyes narrowed. She was the one who hit me from behind.
“Aren’t you going to ask me why I did it?” he went on, “Are you just going to remain quiet like that?”
“You think you can justify whatever reasons you had to betray us?”
“I’m not trying to justify it. Hell! But at least you should know—”
“That you were forced into it?” I c****d a brow
