“Not bad,” Dario sneered as he tossed the phone away. “Take her back to her cell.”
Geof nodded, grabbing Aria by the arm and pulling her to her feet. She offered no resistance. Instead, her gaze swept the interior of the warehouse, committing as much of it to memory as she could. If she had any sort of training perhaps, she could try to overpower him and make her escape, but there were too many others between her and the door. She doubted the defense training she had when she was younger would help her, but at least she could memorize the layout.
Aria had no idea if this information would even be useful to her if she couldn’t escape her cell. Maybe she could say she had to use the bathroom. There were foul smelling buckets in the cells, but if she claimed she was too embarrassed they m
