After a short while, Aurelia Shaw heard the sound of a woman moaning in pain, begging for mercy, and crying coming from the inner room.
She didn't know what methods Dylan Harper and the others were using, but to make someone who was tight-lipped and unwilling to confess cry and beg, and spill the information, it was enough to guess the immense pain she was enduring.
However, Aurelia would not sympathize with her.
She didn't have the slightest bit of a saintly heart to feel pity; what the other person did was a hundred times worse than her actions. If she hadn't been a little more vigilant, the one suffering in pain would have been her.
To pity others doesn't mean others will pity you back, a lesson she learned at the cost of her life.
"If you don't like it, we can wait in the car. Rocco Cooper and the others will handle it," Mason Nightshade said, worried that she might be averse to these things.
Aurelia shook her head, "No need."
Five minutes later, Rocco Cooper came out.
