“Don’t try a thing or I’m putting you down.” The words swoop in pitch and reverberate, all encompassing. Reza is still trying to see past their echo as he feels the tension on his wrists break, the press at his ankles release.
Reza realizes then what it was he’d meant to do with the binds removed. Pictures the way his fingers could dig at eyes until the skin tore, the way he could fill his mouth with someone else’s blood.
It’s the clearest image in his sweltering head, but Vince is watching him. Vince is watching from every corner of the room, Vince with his fathomless belief in humanity, Vince with his kind eyes and challenging mind.
Mason still has the g*n, he must. If Reza lets loose his demons now, it will be the last thing he ever does.
But oh, their cage is fragile, splintering w
