-Valerio- I was walking down the long hallway, preparing to head out and retrieve Octavia, when I was confronted by an unexpected sight: Zane, bleeding from his head and limping slightly. He was drenched in sweat, but as soon as our eyes met, my anger flared into full-blown fury. I stormed over to him, grabbing him by the neck and slamming him against the wall. “Where is she?” I growled. “I tried to follow them, I swear. It wasn’t me,” he gasped, struggling to breathe with my hand around his throat. Confused, I asked, “What are you talking about?” “It was C-Carter,” he stammered, and I loosened my grip at the mention of the name. “James says otherwise.” “I was knocked out too,” Zane insisted. “Yet you come from a completely different direction,” I sneered. “I woke up before he d