Athena didn't see the monsters again after they left her and Ewan alone—to rest and decide for themselves how they wanted the interrogation to go, according to Herbert—until the next day.
Monsters who hadn't let them use the restroom or drink water, not even when Zane suggested it.
And this time, she was woken by the sharp sound of a slap. Not on her… but on someone else.
Who could that be? Ewan?
No. Not again.
She opened her eyes weakly, exhaustion consuming her to the marrow. Her tongue felt dried to dust, her hands and legs numb beyond sensation.
She couldn't even move her head. Only her eyes—her tired, burning eyes—obeyed her, and even that hurt.
What she saw left her speechless, in her already speechless state.
It was Victoria, being slapped by Antonio. What?
"How dare you? Do you think you have a say here?" Antonio barked.
