Meanwhile…
Georgina paced back and forth in the living area of the safe house where the Fourth kept her. She had been biting the tip of her thumb nervously, not noticing her action until the tang of iron spread through her mouth.
"Damn it!" she cursed under her breath, staring at the scraped skin on the tip of her thumb. "Just what are they doing now?"
Luca promised that she would give Georgina a bag of blood to drink. But it had been hours since Georgina ate. Her entire body was already trembling and a part of her skin had started to wrinkle. Thinking that Luca would go back on her words now that Georgina did as she promise, her mood turned even sour.
Georgina glared at the shut door angrily, stomping her feet towards it.
"Hey!" she slammed the door repeatedly, shouting her lungs out. "Hey! Are you going back on your words now?! Open this door!"