who is she?
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"I've given you enough time Kat" giving an icky smirk he took a seat.
"How long did you plan on carrying on this charade"
All she could see was the floor as she did her best to avoid eye contact with the man sitting beside her to prevent her from having to give an explanation.
The new life she thought she had started was nothing but a distant memory. She had a feeling the man next to her was responsible for why she was lying pathetically in that very dim and horribly painted hospital room.
"Unfortunately that dunce shot you as well. But you'll be fine, right Kat??" his sadistic smile widened.
She bit her lower lip as her thoughts immediately ran back to the fact that Bill and Houston weren't with her.
Guilt rose up, she would blame herself if anything happened to either one of them.
"Where are they?" She said with a tear running down her face
"That should be my business Katrina. Come back. I've got a better space for you,you've always been the best we have Kat don't throw this chance away"
'Fuck you and the whole team" she spat
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