***VERA***

I slid down slowly across the prison bars just as Blake left.

“What the fuck is going on with Conry?”

I buried my head in my palms, letting out a shuddered breath as I hoped earnestly that Conry was doing alright.

I traced my finger across the ring sent to me by my supposed mother, and a humorless laugh escaped my mouth.

“Everything is truly fucked up.”

I shut my eyes, but they flew open again almost immediately when I heard a loud crash echo through the prison ...