RAYMOND'S POV
We were still in the dungeon, Gideon wasn't having it at all. He wanted to get out of the cell so badly, he felt so uncomfortable.
"Haven't you gotten any report from Dane?" He asked.
My eyes were closed thinking of how the search was going, and they reported they had by now.
"Ray," Gideon touched my shoulders, bringing me back from the thoughts.
"So I've been talking to myself all these while?" He stretched his arms.
"Ohh you were saying something." I heaved a sigh.
"Really?" Gideon rolled his eyes.
"What were you saying, I was thinking about something else?" I asked him, trying to be calm.
He was already angry that I didn't reply to him, so I had to be calm so he didn't get more annoyed.
"I'm sorry, I was thinking of how we would get out of here. Why are you angry
