Captivated, A Talented Novella (Talented Saga #3.5) by Davis Sophie

Author:Davis, Sophie [Davis, Sophie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sophie Davis
Published: 2013-02-27T00:00:00+00:00

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The heavy cell door slammed shut with a loud clang. I counted to ten, summoned every ounce of my remaining strength, and tried to stand. The jolt of pain that shot through my right knee made the task damn near impossible. I gritted my teeth and swore under my breath. If I ever got out of Tramblewood, I was going to kill Danbury “Mac” McDonough. That wasn’t an idle threat, not a figure of speech. I fully intended to end his life with my bare hands if I had to.

I crawled to the stone wall, dragging my injured leg behind me. My fingers shook as I grabbed hold of a stone and pulled myself upright. Crawling all the way to the bed in the back corner of the cell was too humiliating. I would rather endure the pain than give my captors the satisfaction of seeing me reduced to that. Even using the wall for support, the ten feet that separated the door and bed took forever. When I finally collapsed on the thin mattress, I was as exhausted as if I’d run ten miles.

It took two hands to hoist my hurt leg over the edge of the bed, a feat made harder by my swollen – likely broken – fingers. The physical torture had pretty much ended several days ago, but I would be sporting the affects for days, if not weeks, to come. Director McDonough had finally realized that beating Talia’s whereabouts out of me wasn’t going to happen. That didn’t stop him from kicking my bad knee or grinding his elbow into my injured fingers or even smacking me across the face when he thought I was being a smartass. While it was actually happening, I barely registered the physical pain anymore. From the moment the guards pulled me from my cell to the moment they shut me back in, I plastered on the best smug smile that I could muster. Sure, I knew it irritated McDonough that was why I did it. With few ways to rebel at my disposal, annoying the big bad Director gave me a small amount of satisfaction. If I ever got out of here, or saw my reflection, I might regret my obstinate actions, but for now it was all that sustained me.

No, that wasn’t entirely true. She sustained me; thoughts of Talia were what kept me going. The knowledge that she was safe, that my family was safe, that Alex was safe, was what made all of this worth it.

While McDonough no longer used me as a punching bag for hours on end, the torture continued. The tactics were different now, though. Every day guards escorted me from my cell to meet with Dr. Wythe, a small man with a high-pitched, child-like voice. Then, a woman in a white lab coat came in – a morbid excuse of a doctor – and injected me with…something.

Dr. Wythe would sit across from me at a plastic table, and wait for the drugs to take effect.

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