Chapter 177

Siena POV

The cell had been damp and stinking of rot. The floor wasn’t just dirty, it was slimy. My palms slipped in it when I tried to push myself up, my knees hitting hard enough to bruise.

“On your knees already,” one of the officers sneered, the stink of cheap tobacco clinging to him as he crouched in front of me. His voice was thick with mockery. “Makes my job easier.”

A fist tangled in my ha