Celeste’s POV
“He’s dead? What happened? Were you able to get any information out of him?” I ask quickly.
“No, we weren’t. He attacked a guard and tried to get loose. He ended up bashing his own head in to keep from talking. We weren’t able to get anything from him. We have no idea who sent them or how they got in.” Reed says.
“There might be a way to get some information on that.” I say.
“Really? How?” Reed asks.
“I could come up with a plan.”
“I don’t want you to do anything that puts you in danger.” Reed says.
“I’m already in danger.” I say. Reed takes my hands and holds them.
“Don’t do anything that would make me worry about you.” Reed says. I feel like he’s asking for the impossible with that request.
“I’m going to do everything in my power to stay safe.” I say. It’s not a
