Chapter 11
Chapter Eleven
“What the hell happened to me?” Juanita asked as she stared down at herself, and Major couldn’t blame her.
It looked like she’d taken part in a miracle.
Gone were the bruises, the swollen flesh, and the rips in her face. Physically, she was as well cared for as she’d been the last time he’d seen her.
Mentally and emotionally were probably on another scale altogether.
“We healed you,” Mars said, then shot the Council a look to keep them all quiet.
It made sense to make Juanita beholden to them in any way they possibly could.
“No way,” she retorted immediately, staring with unease at her unmarred arms and healed chest and shoulders. He’d seen them earlier. She’d been cut. Badly.
Considering that was one of Martinez’s favorite punishments, it made sense.
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