ROMAN POV
I would have rather been beaten half to death and gone to my grave without giving them anything. Martin never mentioned anything about witches. That’s what that sneaky redhead had to be. A witch! How else could she get me to spill my guts with that pink dust? At first, I thought it was a chemical weapon, something to cause me pain to get me to talk. It was much worse than I imagined.
As soon as they got what they wanted out of me, I was thrown back into my cell and “commander” Jordan came to tell me that I’d be having my trial the following day. Today. Not only was I shocked to hear they had some kind of due process, but angry they felt they had the right to place judgement on me? When was it going to be their turn to face judgement for taking Fabi? For making her disappear int
