Avery POV
Aidan drove the three of us to the facility in silence, his hands gripping the wheel like he was barely holding himself back from committing a felony. I sat in the passenger seat, stealing glances at Howard in the rearview mirror. Yep. That’s how much Aidan trusted him ..... trusted him enough to know he wouldn’t snitch even if we handed him a front-row ticket to hell itself.
When we finally pulled up, I half-expected Aidan to turn around and tell Howard to stay outside or wait in the car like some mafia movie. But no. We all went in.
Then the real nightmare started.
Aidan tortured Salome for hours. Hours.
I’m talking bone-chilling screams, the kind that make your stomach curdle and your ears feel like they’re bleeding. I hugged my knees to my chest in a corner, rocking sli
