Chapter 123

123.

Even not knowing exactly what Shane had planned for her, Mia was

still relieved to see him when he entered the basement two days after

Wallace had taken her from the street. Her first thought was he looked like

hell. His normally robust tanned skin was pale, and his face looked gaunt,

though he couldn’t have lost much weight in the four days since she’d seen

him, even with a gunshot wound.

Her gaze darted to the sling encasing his left arm, where she could see

the bulky bandage covering most of the left side of his chest and clavicle

underneath the thin fabric of his T-shirt. It was insane, but she had to

physically bite her tongue to keep from asking how he felt and fretting over

him being out of the hospital already.

The reality of her position and situation made it easier to rein in the

concern. She lay on the cold concrete, naked as the day she was born, with

her hands cuffed to her ankles, which were spread by a metal bar. It was an

obscene, undignified pose, b