Cold Judgment

Valerie’s POV

Three miserable days later—

The sound of iron bars shifting snapped me out of the fog.

They were back. Two officers. One holding cuffs, the other pushing the wheelchair. I didn’t fight them—I didn’t have the energy to. My wrists were locked together in front of me, the cold metal biting into my skin.

“Let’s move,” the officer said, voice flat.

They wheeled me out through the narrow h