Cara turned to Thea and grinned mischievously. “I think these two need some time alone to discuss our proposal, don’t you?” She asked.
Thea responded with a wicked smile, her green eyes flickering with anticipation. “Boys,” she called out to her followers, “Into the holding cell with both of them! Let them go mad and tear each other apart!”
A cheer erupted from the crowd of observers. A few volunteers came forward and put on masks of their own, then marched directly over to the prisoners. One pulled out a dagger and menacingly cut the zip ties that were digging into the men’s flesh while the others snatched them by the elbow and led them to the holding cell at the back of the room.
The taller, older man went quietly, but the rodent-looking man didn’t. He began to squirm and cry for me
