Bab 40: Chapter 40

Down the row, a woman's voice sobbed that everyone had forgotten her. I heard the sound of a guard's boot kicking the cell door and a voice saying, "Be quiet, you delinquent. If you hadn't decided to defy the System you'd be back with your friends now singing hymns to the Triad or some other damned thing like that." The woman's voice continued to wail, and the guard's boot slammed into the bars a few more times until it stopped.

The cell block was alive with murmurs and shuffling and sobs. The guard's footsteps came closer until stopping near my cell. I hoped he wasn't looking at me. I prayed to the Triad he wasn't looking at me. But a few seconds later, he spoke to me, and I cursed him mentally.

"Oh, would you look at that," he laughed. "The rebel. So they found you, did they? How's Hex life treating you?"

"You would know," I said. "It's treating you the same."

His boot collided with the metal right next to my face. "Shut up, you little criminal."