Asher’s pov.
“Bring them in,” I tell the gaurd standing in the corner. I use my index finger to tap against the arm rest of my chair, my own little way of dispelling the ball of energy rolling about inside me.
I still can’t get Amanda’s words out of my head and every minute that passes makes it even harder for me to contain my anger, sending them away without any of the things they’d earned in their years here seems to kind now, no I need to do something to them, something that would burn in their souls the way what they did burned me.
They dared, they f*****g dared to do that to her.
Ophelia, Ramona and Jaylee are the ones brought in. There’s fear in their eyes, like they know very well what I brought them in here for, and that almost makes me smile. Almost.
Immediately all three wom
