Wizard had been right. They were keeping this guy far too comfortable. He was sitting in a wooden chair, tied to it with ropes. What irked me the most was that he was being fed and watered. The room itself was empty, probably from one of the guys who left a few months back. Boris was sitting at the table in the corner with Lec and Zann when Keenan and I walked in.

All their eyes widened, and Zann stood up.

“Keenan! What the hell? She is supposed to be in the hospital!”

I snorted. “Yeah, ...