Chapter 7

“Where?” The sound croaked out of a damaged throat, and, with a jolt, the realisation came through: this wasn’t Antonio.

“You’re fine. You’re okay. Safe.” Mason barely hesitated over the words, denying his wrecked emotions, shaking them off the same way a tree lost its leaves in autumn. A few at a time, in layers. As for his promise…The man was as safe as any of the people here, and better off than in a cage. “Don’t you remember? We found you.”