JARIS
I stopped at a spot, my fingers going into my hair and pulling at my roots. I was trying—trying so hard to remain calm. Because I knew if I had to really snap, only the innocent ones around me would get to suffer.
"What did you just say, Margaret?" I could hardly even hear myself.
"I'm so sorry. It was one of the women that was supposed to keep an eye on him. She was one of us, and we trusted her. We were just as shocked when we discovered she had him released." She was still sobbing. She was scared. And oh, she had the right to be. Because right now, I was really thinking about going over and doing all the things I imagined last night.
"How did she release him unconscious? It's impossible for him to get out of his condition."
"I know. But she got help. We were just as surpris
