Henry's POV
Gayman had angered Kenny too, but circus-wise he received the same treatment as Kenny's grandmother: locked away in a wagon.
Maybe even better treatment than her.
But these guys have rusty chains around their necks, pulling the carousel forward while controlled.
I tilted my head.
So what could they have done?
I walked to the carousel.
Why do I already have an idea what the reason could be for their treatment to differ so much from the others?
I punched the first closest prisoner to me with as much power as I could muster.
I felt his jaw break under my fist; he was thrown on top of the carousel while I lunged onto him.
I delivered punch after punch in between the plastic horses on the carousel that turned clockwise.
A pity that I didn't have a knife on me.
When I was finished with him and he slowly suffocated on his blood and teeth, I jumped back down to the ground.
