Two of Xavier's men dragged Selena down a long, dim hallway. Her legs hurt from sitting tied to that chair for so long. The concrete floor was cold against her bare feet. They had taken her shoes days ago. Small mercies—at least they'd let her keep the rest of her clothes.
The air grew cooler as they went deeper underground. Selena could smell dirt and mold. This was a different place than where Xavier had kept her before. Bigger. Hidden.
"Where are we going?" she asked, her voice rough from screaming earlier.
The men said nothing. One just pushed her forward harder.
At the end of the hall, they stopped at a metal door. One man pulled out a key and unlocked it. The door creaked as it opened. They shoved her inside.
"Xavier wants you to think about what we talked about," one of the men
