Tears were running down my face when Solomon returned, this time with Cassandra at his side. That only made me more furious—that they could see I'd been crying because I was shackled and couldn't wipe away the tears. Just another reason to hate them. Another reason to take them down if I got the chance.
"How're we holding up?" Solomon smiled down at me and rapped his knuckles on the metal table.
"Looking good, girl!" Cassandra looped her arm around Solomon's waist. They were peas in a pod, both dressed in black military garb complete with ammo bandoliers crossed over their body armor chest plates.
Solomon looked over at Laurel and sighed. "I loved her, you know. I miss her already."
"Then why'd you kill her?" I said.
"She was a sacrifice." Solomon kept looking at Laurel. His
