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even more gentle than he was.”
    I pushed off the wall and skittered to the side, out of the water’s spray. I covered myself with my hands while I glared at the two guards, who turned the spray on the bastard. “Leave me alone.”
    Geo’s hooded gaze ran over the two guards, not bothered by the pressing water running down his naked body. “You’re being watched all the time here, gentlemen. Are you confident you want to risk your paychecks on a used piece of pussy? She wasn’t all that good if I’m honest.”
    I held perfectly still, waiting to see if his tactic would work on the hired guns.
    They glanced at one another, their hidden eyes somehow meeting.
    And, then, they backed off.
    I closed my eyes and breathed a sigh of profound relief.
    They must be paid a hefty salary. That information was good to know.
    The water was turned off, and two towels were thrown at us. Along with fresh clothes.
    The guard who had propositioned me growled, “Dry off and get dressed.”
    I did so in a fucking hurry, hiding my bare flesh.
    They herded us out of the room and down the now familiar hallway. Many turns and two secured gates later, they were ushering us into the holding area. My wet hair drenched the back of my gray t-shirt, chilling my body further. I kept my attention forward. All eyes of the prisoners were on us while we walked down the center of the thin walkway.
    The door to our cell was opened, and we went inside without a word. The door clicked behind us as we stood just inside the space. I couldn’t meet anyone’s gaze, my own attention on the floor before me. But they were watching us, the group of our cellmates unsure of what to say—or even do—in this situation.
    The rebellion leader finally spoke. “Stop staring and just keep your mouths shut.”
    Most turned their heads away immediately, thankful for direction. But others—not just the Kireg in our cell—were slow to turn their regard away, each person scrutinizing our wet hair and new attire. A few didn’t listen at all, their glares in full view.
    A Kireg muttered, “Goddamn Human trash.”
    “I said shut it,” the bastard ordered with more bite in his tone. “What happened in there isn’t any of your goddamn business, nor should you judge since you weren’t in our position.”
    “Small favors,” a Human snickered.
    I shook my head and went straight to the cot I had claimed as my own. “Everyone, shut up. I need to detox from what happened, and your snide comments aren’t helping.” I lay down on my right side with my back to everyone, resting my cheek on my hands. I curled into the fetal position, attempting to bring warmth back into my body. “Seriously. Just be quiet for a little while. Please.”
    It was my honest plea that made the group quiet, no other comments issued.
    I closed my eyes against the tears that wanted to fall. Done. I was done .

Our cell door unlocked in the middle of the night. Everyone who was asleep was instantly alert. My own attention flicked over my shoulder to the door. I blinked sleepy eyes as it suddenly opened. Two new guards stood outside the entrance, guns pointed inside, their typical stance. I rolled onto my back quietly as they peered into the dark cell. This wasn’t the usual routine, the late hour a whole new torture in itself.
    The guard on the right stated loudly, “Subject 8. Subject 14. Outside.”
    My entire body went on lockdown, utterly awake now.
    One person deep inside our cell had the guts to shout, their voice bouncing off the walls, “What the hell do they want them for now? They’ve already done enough today!”
    I agreed wholeheartedly.
    The guard didn’t even bat an eyelash. “Now.” He lifted his gun and aimed it at the back of the room. “Or I’ll shoot just right for someone to suffer.”
    No one else made a peep.
    My eyes flicked to the cot across from mine when it squeaked.
    “Subject 8 exiting,” the rebellion leader answered, rising from the cot. His hands were lifted