Michelle
"Tell me," he said. "All the details."
His eyes were full of expectation, almost making me want to pop the balloon. Still, I'd been through so much. I leaned back in the plush leather seats and huffed out a breath, suddenly hungry.
"He's a beast," I said simply, without emotion. "All those agents he killed when he escaped... it was so horrible."
I regretted starting with the bad instead of the good. There was the good part, right? I chose not to dwell on that. Reed didn’t need to know. He waited, looking at me with that same expectation, urging me to continue.
"He has a daughter. And a mother. Esmeralda and Penelope. They live with him."
"Mother?" Reed asked, his tone incredulous.
"Yes. A mother. His wife is dead. Long dead… I think when his daughter was a baby."
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