Chapter 273: Perpetual Prisoners

“We should have been given cyanide pills.”

Pete stared at Tremaine.

“What in the world for? No one has tortured us for information.”

“No dimwit, I am sick and tired of being someone’s fucking prisoner. First we are Kalvich’s thrown into his mines then we are experimented on, then released from those brain suckers, only to be taken prisoner by the Palarians, now we are back on Heliostronus. My head is spinning. Why didn’t he just send us home! At least we could help prepare for any Trimadian invasion, die fighting.”