The voice dripped sarcasm , and Blair’s head snapped up in shock as her old master stepped out of the shadows of the wall. Slowly she placed the papers on her lap. Her eyes unwavering as she took in the wizened face of her former owner. But she didn’t say anything. Even though her heart was beating erratically in her chest.
He was thinner, his face barely recognisable even though it had only been weeks since she had last seen him. Prison had not been kind to him at all but Blair couldn’t find it in her heart to feel sorry for him. He had never once shown her kindness.
She was regretting showing him mercy , because she was certain he would not show her any.
“How did you get out of…..” shaking her head Blair slid her hand over the small knife on her plate. Palming it. If Graxon saw he
