Madison Frost
I was utterly exhausted by the time I parked the truck at my campsite. It was early evening and the sun hadn’t set, but I decided it was best to crawl into my sleeping bag and try to get some sleep.
Topaz whined in my head.
“I know, but there is nothing more I can do for today. I don’t have the strength to storm the prison to free him. That would surely get us killed.”
She huffed, and I felt her frustration.
We could try to break him out of prison, but I’m sure Scott had anticipated that. He probably has my father locked away underground.
I sighed. The granola bar I ate turned to ash in my mouth. My father didn’t deserve this. Scott was using him to get me to comply. He knew damn well I could never leave my father behind.
Ignoring the other granola bar I grabbed for d
