Leandros’s POV 

I opened my bleary eyes in the wee hours of the night in my cell. In another three hours, the sun would be up and I could plan my escape. Today I felt much better. It was a wise decision to not touch last night’s dinner, steeped in drugs. The stupor I was in for almost a month and a half cleared a lot. Although the hunger pangs I felt were intolerable, I could ignore them today. It was important to look for an avenue to escape. It had been almost fifteen days since the evil ...