Chloe pulled out a piece of paper and a small, thin pencil I thought was an eyebrow pencil before she started to write as quickly as she could manage. I noticed she didn’t have much paper to use, but the pencil seemed to be a pen disguised as an eyebrow pencil.
Why hadn’t she written this message out before? I winced. Maybe she was always searched. That seemed like something Justin would do to a woman he was keeping under such a tight watch.
The fact that she couldn’t even use the bathroom at the same time as other women was disturbing.
I slowed the speed of the flow from the bottle to give her more time, but there wasn’t much left in the bottle. Finally, she was done writing as the last of the liquid left the bottle. I returned the bottle to her and she slipped it behind the inner lin
