Novel & Cerita Prisoner Spoiler

"Liam, the way Dorian died. I told you it matched a pattern, that the clerk connected to the surrogate program vanished the same way, made to look like despair rather than murder. There's something else I didn't mention, because I wasn't certain of it until right now." Both of them turn to me. "During my captivity," I say, forcing the words out despite how much they cost me even now, "there was another prisoner. Briefly, maybe eight months in. I never saw his face, we were kept in separate rooms, but I heard him some nights, through the wall, crying, praying, the way you do when you've stopped believing rescue is coming. And then one night, I heard something else. Footsteps. A struggle, brie

Before anyone could continue— The prisoner’s body suddenly convulsed. Violently. The chains rattled. The air shifted. Something was wrong. Very wrong. Froz reacted instantly. “Move!” Everyone stepped back. Immediately. Then— Black blood exploded from the prisoner’s mouth. His body collapsed. Lifeless. Dead. Just like that. The dungeon fell silent. Shock. Confusion. Disbelief. The man had been silenced. Somehow. By someone. Before revealing more. Sam’s stomach dropped. Because now she knew.

The surveillance footage captured every last detail, without omitting a single thing. A deathly silence settled over the interrogation room. Everyone stared at the footage on the screen. No one said a word. Isaac and Kathie were trembling. Their eyes were wide with panic. Neither of them had ever imagined that their meticulously planned scheme would be exposed by a backup camera they didn't even know existed. When the footage ended, the officer closed the laptop. He cast an icy look at Isaac and Kathie and said sternly, "Isaac Peterson, Kathie Wilbury, do either of you have anything to say for yourselves?"

he croaked and I laughed. My torturers told me after three severed fingers and two severed toes they had learned nothing. I knew then that it was pointless to waste my time. "Ahhhhhh!" I heard the prisoner yell before spotting Tavi's hands alongside his head. "I'll leave you both to it. Me and one of the other hand maidens will fetch some fresh water for our wounded," Tilly bowed before leaving our sight. We all watched as the prisoner screamed in horror and Tavi's eyes glowed purple. Whatever was happening, her wolf, Gemini was behind it. The prisoner's screaming didn't stop until he hissed the last breath he would ever experience. He hit the ground with a thud.

William told Kieran the truth about what happened back then. Hearing William's story, Valerie thought something wasn't adding up. She asked, "Dad, if the kidnappers abducted both Kieran and Morgan, why did they kill Morgan in the end but let Kieran go? If I were a kidnapper, either I release both or kill both. Why release one and kill the other?" William was confused about that too. Valerie raised another question. "Something must be wrong with the forensic expert too. A forensic result should be accurate. Why would they make a mistake about Morgan's identity?"

The signal cut out with a sharp, electronic screech. My phone buzzed in my pocket, a sharp, insistent vibration. I pulled it out, the screen glowing brightly in the small space of the elevator. It was a message from an anonymous source, the same one that had warned us earlier. I read the words aloud, my voice trembling as the elevator slowed to a stop. "The prisoner transfer for the final hearing has been compromised. Pierce isn't going to jail; he’s going to ground. He’s headed for the server farm, Daniel. He’s going to destroy the second ledger himself."

"No shame, huh? Then, let everyone see just how wanton you are." He thrust his phone in her face and went live. Panicking, Jean grabbed the sheet to try to cover herself, but Callum tore it away. And just like that, her face was on-screen. Within moments, the stream was flooded with viewers. "Oh, my God. Isn't that Jean Sullivan from my college? She used to be the hottest girl on campus, and now she's just a side chick." "Wait, that's Ms. Sullivan? What the hell happened to her? No wonder she went from some junior staffer to general manager in a few years. I guess all those 'results' came from the bedroom."

In front of hundreds of reporters, and cameras. “Miss Jada Young was it true that you escape the prison along with the real culprit Mr.Achilles Coleman? The day on his first trial?” “No, we were kidnapped.” “By who?” “By the real culprit.” “Do you have any evidence to support this?” I glanced at Drake Spencer once again and nodded.

Yes, the prison pen pal virus. “I hope not,” I spoke and stepped back. “I’m fine, really.” I tried to convince Rona, but she wasn’t buying it. “This doesn’t have anything to do with that prisoner, right?” “Wha!” I yelled out, surprised. Rona gasped and took a step back. “Wha!” She also yelled out. “What’s wrong? Why are we surprised?” “How did you know?” “Oh, about the prisoner?” Rona asked. I only told her about the email, but I never told her I got something back in return. “That’s easy.” Rona shrugged.

She knew him by sight, but she still didn't have familiarity with all the members from the Rebels, so some of them weren't well known to her. "What is it, Mark?" Jack asked again, sounding a little less angry now. "We found the spy. We caught him as he was trying to get out of the mansion. We're assuming he was going to tell Arden about Lance being here." Jack narrowed his eyes, but Violet noticed he wasn't surprised. "Peter. I should've known." The man who had been captured looked at Jack with the most disgusted look on his face and an irritating smirk. Violet wanted to punch his teeth because of that.