My men will take you back to your apartment,” Viktor said. “Think about what we discussed tonight. Make good choices, Mia. Your future depends on it.”
The hands on her arms were firm but not painful. They lifted her from the chair and guided her toward the exit. Her legs moved mechanically, one foot in front of the other, her mind still reeling from everything Viktor had said.
They were almost to the door when Mia saw it.
A hallway branching off to the left. The lighting was dimmer there. But at the end of that hallway, there was a room with large glass windows.
And inside were girls.
Mia’s feet stopped moving. She stared.
There were at least a dozen of them. All young. Some looked even younger than Mia. They sat on simple cots arranged in rows. Some were reading. Some were talking q
