Heather didn't know how long she'd been in the cell, but from the little window she could tell if it was night or day. But on the end of the table she could say roughly two or four days.
She'd been given stale bread and water, her ulcer hadn't let her reject it. She hadn't seen either of Jade or James and Marcus never answered her whenever he came to see if she'd caved in. He'd come along with El Macho and once he'd hosed her down, not to t*****e her but to clean her from the blood stains.
It seemed like he knew that if he opened the iron bars gate she'd definitely swing on him, he wasn't one to hit a woman but if she pushed him he will and he wanted to avoid that. Cause he'd given her a bandage and ointment for her head, and she applied it herself since she worked in the infirmary whi
