After gathering the documents and making final notes, Lu Yuze exited the private conference room and returned to his sedan. The vehicle pulled away from the Prison, its headlights cutting through the darkness as they headed back toward the city.
Inside the car, Lu Yuze stared out the window, his reflection ghostly in the tinted glass. That laughter still echoed in his mind, cold, ancient, utterly inhuman.
What had he just made a deal with? He couldn't fathom how a human could be like this!
And did it even matter, if it could save Yuyan?
In the car, he leaned back on his seat and calmly closed his eyes.
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Back in the cell, Shuyin was escorted through the quiet corridors and returned to where her three companions waited eagerly for her. The door locked behind her with its familiar clang.
The three inmates hadn't gone to sleep. They sat huddled together on the bunks, faces tense with worry, waiting eagerly for her return.
