Raymond’s Point of View
Night fell, and the door to my cell popped open before the electricity cut out. I looked out of the door, seeing Zachariah approaching me. The short blonde man, so nondescript, fit in anywhere, and no one ever suspected such a highly esteemed warden of having the predilections that men such as ourselves did.
He handed me a set of keys. “You know the location?”
I nodded. “Yes. We’ve had our fun with your own previous pets there before.”
“Of course. I can cover for you until at least 6 P.M. Everything you asked for is there. Does this repay my debt?”
“Yes, Zachariah. It does.” He had nearly taken Jasmine away from me with his hands around her neck, but now he was risking his life helping me get her back. We were even.
I was out of t
