|Xavier’s POV|
I give Sage’s hand a gentle squeeze as I lead her through the halls of the basement of Solitaire which is mostly comprised of several rooms used for different levels of offenders as well as some others used for weapons storage.
This level of the basement is mostly used for interrogation purposes only, since the higher floors are where most of my men are trained and where we store our ammunition.
“You don’t think he’ll be able to overpower us, right?” Sage asks, looking up at me with her eyes slightly nervous.
I shake my head, “he’s tied up and chained. Plus I’m here to protect you, should anything go wrong.”
The cane in my hand still feels foreign to me but I know that even with that, I will be able to protect my wife if the need arises.
“I know that.” She voices
