The third point of view:
Allen, Ailee, Neon, Theodore, and Eve knew they were in the lion's den the moment they were captured and it would only take the mercy of God to come out alive.
"What have we here?" They watched that woman size them up like meats in a butcher house. The woman continued to size them up until her gaze rested on Neon and she stopped, a smirk crossing her lips.
"You're Neon, the son Reina stole from Jennifer?" She chuckled.
"You know me?" Neon was surprised, "How?" Although he had this disturbing feeling in the pit of his belly that he wasn't going to like her answer.
"Your mother and I worked together," Deborah confessed to him.
"Why am I not surprised?" Allen's words were purely meant to taunt him. However, Neon didn't say a word to him, he was used to it and needed to hear more from this woman who seem to know his mother.
