*****Jace's POV*****
All my body was on fire, my bones were weary and I could barely make a sound, but I was still aware. I was still aware and making my plans. One thing I had promised myself was I was not going to die.
My plan was set in motion and I knew I would find a way out, I had spotted a nail and I had intentionally let my chair fall during my torture, before I could be raised back up, I had picked the nail and held it tightly.
“Such a pity, Jace. A pity you would have to die.” The voice on the phone taunted still.
I was not going to believe whatever this voice was saying, no I would not. I was a Blackwood and that was it, they were just trying to make me feel bad. To make me doubt my posterity but I would not.
I decided not to pay mind and began to use the nail t
