Chapter 124

Helena stood frozen, staring into the darkness of the holes where Lance's eyes should have been; her heart raced out of control, and she struggled to breathe.

“Your commander is cruel, Banshee,” announced Lance Chase.

She fell to her knees on the cold ground, hands clutching her heart, staring at the wall filled with those terrible, grotesque torture tools. Inevitably, her mind began to imagine her commander, her beloved John, coldly taking one of those tools and tearing Lance’s eyes out...

Oh, John...

“I suppose you must be sitting or kneeling on the floor, wondering how he did it... He used his own hands if you want to know. See, even without eyes, I’m still good at reading people.”

Helena rose and approached the cell bars, confronting Lance.

“You did this; your actions made him act this way!”

“I was cruel. I know that; I hurt you in the worst possible way, Helena, and I think about it every day, every minute.”

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