Thane’s POV
After Shawn left, I sat back on the wooden chair. I was too tired to do anything. My body felt really heavy, and my head was hurting me hard from all the stress, travelling from Georgia City back to Campbell City had drained me completely.
I had not heard Dylan’s voice for a while, and that worried me even more. I turned my head toward the other cell and shouted:
“Dylan! Hey, are you awake?”
But all I heard was silence.
I tried again. “Dylan!”
No answer. Only the faint sound of his snoring told me he was deep in sleep. Maybe that was better for him. Sleep was an escape, but for me, hunger and exhaustion dragged me down harder than the chains around my wrists.
The officers guarding our cells walked past without even looking at us. They didn’t bring food. They didn’t bring
