I heard him, I think the whole world could hear that roar of Bradley’s name. I’m still stuck in the basement where he left me, my ass is killing and all I can smell is piss and blood. I know it’s me, I know there is nothing I can do. I can’t even cover myself up right now. I’m slumped on the floor, curled up in a ball of protection. My mind wanders to what he is doing to Taylor. Where is Zane? Rafe? Who the freaking hell is going to save us? I’m scared to move, I can see all the knives lined up against the walls, chains, guns, s**t, there is even a flamethrower. And of course, the guillotine that took Mama’s life. Oh, Mama! I’m so sorry. This is all my fault. I’m so, so sorry. The tears fell down my cheeks. I have always been the weakest of us all. Mama was so strong and Taylor took right

