The Unleashed by Sarah Dalton

Author:Sarah Dalton [Dalton, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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“She needs a medic! Get someone in here now. Ah mean it. So help me, ah’ll kill the lot o’ye when ah get outta this cell.”

“Cam,” Angela muttered. It took all of her strength to say the word. “No. Don’t.”

The cell stank of urine, and Angela felt the wetness between her legs with complete horror. She tried to sit up, but her body wouldn’t let her. There was something soft under her head, and Ginge and Sebastian knelt beside her.

“Dunnae try te move. Jus’ lay still,” Ginge said. She used the sleeve of her top to wipe sweat from Angela’s forehead.

“Angela!” Cam knelt by her side. “Yer awake. Ah was so worried.”

Angela half drifted in and out of consciousness, and Cam’s face faded. It took her a few moments to realise where she was, and then she started to cry huge, fat tears. She just wanted to be alone. She didn’t want any of these people seeing her like this – with pee stained clothes and the remnants of drool drying on her chin. Cam held her to him as Angela cried into his chest. She’d never felt so completely demoralised and exhausted. The memory of losing control over her body brought nothing but shame and horror.

“Don’t cry, baby,” Cam soothed. “Dunnae cry. Yer okay, and that’s all that matters.”

Footsteps approached the cell and Angela shrank further into Cam’s arms, not wanting anyone to see her. She just wanted them to go away, everyone except Cam.

“What’s going on?”

“Dad!”

Angela pulled back from Cam to see Sebastian jump up towards the cell bars. He clutched hold of them and stared out at his father. Angela managed to sit up, leaning against the small cot-bed by the cell wall. She lifted her knees up and hoped no one noticed her accident. There wasn’t much of a damp patch; luckily it’d soaked into the concrete.

“Angela had a seizure,” Sebastian explained. “She has epilepsy.”

Vincent turned to Angela. She shuddered under his hard, dark eyes. “Are you all right?”

She nodded, trying not to meet his gaze.

“Do you need something?”

Before Angela could answer, the short man appeared. “They’re going to die, Vincent, and yet you’re offering them things?”

“For God’s sake, Edward, I’m allowed to make them comfortable. It’s the least I can do.”

Vincent still had a shred of humanity left. That was interesting. This Edward guy called the shots; it was him who Vincent consulted with before delivering their sentence. Without Edward in the picture, he would be more reasonable. It made sense, Vincent must’ve been a mess after his wife died, and Edward played on his vulnerability to manipulate him into controlling Area 14. From the way they disposed of the Moorlanders, it seemed that they ran the place with an iron fist, punishing by death instead of trial. Perhaps that was all Edward, and not Vincent. Perhaps she would be able to talk to him – to persuade him to save his son. She rubbed her temples, trying to work the pain out of her body.

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