Gage’s POV
The little omega shivered against the wall as I tugged on the chain, trying to get the boots to give. “Almost there, little thing; then it’ll be smooth sailing, I promise.” I couldn’t in good conscience leave the girl here, not now that I knew what was going on.
Fuck, they’ve got it bolted into concrete. There was no way for me to just tug the line free, the cement well laid and the bolts too thick. “Did you happen to see a key that they keep on them?” I asked her, not really expecting a reply.
“The guard has it for bathroom breaks.” She whispered, still scared I’d turn on her I’m sure. She flinched if I moved too fast, making me cuss myself inwardly. Damned bastards need to die. Whatever Chester was doing here was no good, making me question why I even liked the guy when I r
