Locked away from day and night, Paige Summers had lost all track of how long she'd been in the room.
But she guessed a considerable amount of time had passed.
Her injuries had all healed.
Unfortunately, she still hadn't managed to escape.
It wasn't for lack of trying. The finely forged iron shackles and chains that bound her were just too strong. She couldn't break free at once; she needed more time to work them loose.
But no one ever gave her that chance.
She was now certain she was being monitored around the clock.
Every time she tried something, someone would quickly come to reinforce her bonds and give her another injection.
The injections weren't poison, but the pain was unbearable.
Paige Summers couldn't be sure what the medicine was, but it definitely had an effect on her body.
After every injection, her entire body would be wracked with a stinging pain. It was like someone was flaying her with a knife—the agony wasn't internal, but it was unbearable all the same.
