Lucia's POV“Get him out of this city already,” Peter hissed low as we stared across from Jorgsten.Jorgsten had already dropped the act, shaking off the chains like they were plastic toys. Right now, he was whining for me to give him food to eat.I looked at Ryan, exhaustion evident in my voice. “Can you get him to shut up? I need to think.”Ryan rushed to open the glass door like he had been waiting for the opportunity for ages. Jorgsten scrambled to his feet and stepped backwards. “Hey, Lucia. Can you get this mad man away from—”“Clench your jaw,” Ryan said, cracking his knuckles. “I would not want you to accidentally bite your tongue and die.”Peter blocked my view of them with his body, steering me out of the cell. “Why don't we leave them to it and talk outside?”The last thing I heard before Peter closed the door was a terrifying shriek.“So?”I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Peter, if we send him out of the city, he might die.”“If we leave him here, we might be putting our
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