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Chapter 24

- What the fuck do we have here?

German surprised us at the cells.

I could see Gregorio being frozen in place, looking at German with the bat again in his hand.

God... He holds Lucille more than any other actual human women in his whole goddamn fucking miserable life.

Yes, I'm angry so don't judge.

- German... - I groaned, still holding onto Daryl.

- I'm waiting for a fucking answer here so someone better give me one before I pull one out of one of you.

- I wanted to see him - I replied - Don't punish Gregorio for that. I wanted to come here and he was hardly, but willing to help...

- I see - came the short reply from German - Now get out of here. Time to close this shit up for the day.

I was just about to stand up when Daryl grabbed onto my hand so I leaned back and whispered:

- Hold up... I'll find the way to get you out!

Then after that I stood up to see German looking suspiciously at me as I walked past him.

And once we were outside I heard him calling after me...

- Angie, wait up!

- What do you want?! - I snapped - Beat the holy hell out of me too?!

- No... What were you doing in the cell?

- What do you think? Seeing if my friend is still alive, or not. But let me ask you something...

- What is it?

- How long are you planning to torture him?

German sighed, making my blood boil again.

- What's your problem now? If I ask you nicely will you let him go?!

- I can't do that.

- Why?!

- People will see how weak I am... If I let a sinner go like that.

- Or you need to prove you have the balls to torture someone that's not even a "sinner"!

- Angie! - he snapped - You're living here so you have to follow the rules too, or...

- Or?? Or what?! Are you going to kill me?! Or throw me out?! In fact I wish you would...

- You really don't care about Violetta anymore?!

- How the fuck would I not care?! I do care and I'm happy you were able to protect her for this long! But what did it cost...? How many innocent people have you killed, tortured and so much more... just to get what you want? And does she even know how do you get your supply?!

- All she knows is that we find the good places to look for stuff - German replied calmly now - And you can't tell her the truth...

- Yeah, yeah... - I groaned, not wanting to speak anymore, but I was also unable to walk away.

I wanted to let everything out.

Everything that bothered me.

But I don't win anything with that...

So what's the point?