I grunted as I pushed the cell door open after unlocking it, Clara still draped over my shoulder, out cold.
I was reeling with my new found knowledge of what she'd been planning to do as I stepped out and locked the door, not knowing what to make of the situation. Clara, of all people?
I sighed and pulled out my phone, scrolling through my contact list until my eyes fell on the person I needed to get through to.
"Who are you calling?"
Letting out a curse, I jumped back from the cell and lifted my eyes to notice Clara staring at me with what seemed like a blank expression from afar. However, after zeroing in on her face, I could see the undercurrent of rage.
"Respectfully, it's none of your business," I replied, slipping my phone back into my pocket. Wayne could wait.
"You sure?"
