Chapter 15When Malik came to, he was shackled again. It was dark, but he didn’t need light to see to know he was in the vehicle Master used when he transported several guards at once. They were all chained to the wall.
A glance at his chest told him they hadn’t reinstalled the stake, but then again, why would they? Malik would die. As soon as they were away from people who didn’t belong to the house, he’d die.
“Why did you do it?” Dante’s voice was low, and Malik looked up at him. He was shackled to the opposite wall.
“Sorry about the knee.”
Dante shrugged. “It’s healing. Why did you put yourself at risk?”
Malik took a deep breath. “I don’t know.”
“You could have run. Agent Snow removed the stake, and he’s not strong enough to force you to stay.”
Malik sighed. “I didn’t want to run.
