Chapter 9 Cell somewhere on Xytarria: Freya
Pain burned through her brain. A blurry haze met her eyes when she finally dragged her eyelids open. Something shoved at her shoulder.
"Wake up." A familiar voice that made her skin crawl waded through her thoughts. It couldn't be. After a few blinks, her vision cleared. Viltru sat just outside the blaring red criss-cross lights. "Ah, there you are, pet. I'm so glad you weren't irreparably damaged during the procedure."
Freya shoved at the floor, pushing herself up into a sitting position. With a soft shake, she tried to clear her mind. This wasn't right, Viltru was dead, she'd killed him. Hell, she'd been tried for murder. So how could he be here right now?
"Oh, I see. No one told you." Viltru pushed himself up in a chair, using his arms to
