Tessa/jessica pov.
Zane and I didn’t waste a second. We rushed straight to where Paige was held captive. My heart pounded as I slid through the narrow hallway that led to her cell, and when we got there, her body was lying motionless on the ground.
I stopped at the entrance, staring at her stillness. Something felt off.
“But we hardly torture her in any way,” I whispered, taking a slow step inside, eyes locked on her face.
Zane came beside me, jaw tight. “Well, Linda—who we thought we could trust—turned out to be Adrian in disguise. He tortured her.” His voice carried that frustration he always tried to hide, but right now it was loud and clear.
I kneeled beside her, studying her body closely. Paige looked like she was asleep. No injuries. No bruises. No marks. Not even a scratch.
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