A few hours after Sandy left his cell, Conor received another visitor. The door to his cell opened again, making him wonder who it was this time, until Samara walked in, giving a signal to the guard who followed her in, the guard then bowed and left, leaving the both of them alone.
As she entered, Conor glared at her spitefully, she simply responded to his body language with a playful smirk and a shrug of her shoulder.
“How are you, dear Conor?” She asked, feigning concern. Of course, he wasn’t fooled by her pretense, ignoring her question and heading straight to the point.
“I’ve kept to my part of the agreement; I didn’t say a word Samara.”
“Of course, of course you didn’t, else you’d be dead by now.”
“I hope you kept to your part of the deal too Samara, if I find out that you’v
