Kapitel 33: Chapter 33

"Fix her or die," Reyes shouted, pacing their bedroom liked a caged lion. Seeing Casey flinch made him immediately regret raising his voice, so he settled for glaring death at the doctor he'd flown in from Las Pas the moment she started showing symptoms of a migraine.

Casey lay curled on the bed like a broken doll where he had placed her after she'd finished her last bout of violent sickness. She'd tried to turn away from him, push his hands from her body and beg him to leave, but he refused. He would not allow her to sink into this darkness alone. How she'd survived so many years in the hell of her own head he could not possibly imagine. This was the most gut-wrenching pain he'd ever seen another human being go through, and he'd inflicted a lot of pain on others in his lifetime. Hell, if he could somehow bottle migraines and use them for torture he suspected they would be more effective than most methods.