His heart filled with resentment as he watched her pass out.
To prevent her from bleeding to death, Quentin Grant ordered them to stop the bleeding.
She woke to a basin of saltwater splashed in her face, the pain causing her entire body to tremble uncontrollably.
The bloodcurdling screams terrified Catherine Callahan, who was watching from the side, reducing her to tears.
"Are you going to talk or not? If you don't, you'll lose your other leg right now," Nora Ainsworth said, her gaze ice-cold.
Claire Sinclair's lips trembled violently, her eyes bloodshot.
She tried to speak, but couldn't with her dislocated jaw.
"Let her down."
Her suspended body dropped rapidly, hitting the floor with a THUD.
Another agonized scream.
The muffled groans left Claire Sinclair on the verge of death.
From the blood loss, her face had turned a deathly pale.
Nora Ainsworth snapped her dislocated jaw back into place. "Talk!"
