Mason and Marcus exchanged glances. They narrowed their eyes and said, "Who knows? They might be hiding among the crowd right now. If you bring her somewhere else, they might follow you. I'm afraid that they might attack you. Not that they will succeed, but I'm just worried that they have other helpers."
Culver ignored the fact that Cecil was struggling violently as he tapped her gently on her shoulders. He sniggered. "It's just Mike and Demia, right? Where can they get help?" As he spoke, his finger trailed down her shoulders.
Marcus sneered at his words. "It's always wise to play safe. I can't afford to put your life at stake, but..."
"But what?"
"There is a prisoner's cage beneath the execution ground. If you are fine with its condition, I don't mind letting you have some
