She had been pacing the room for a few minutes now, waiting for the guard to open the door. She could tell that it was almost lunchtime, judging from the shadow produced by the sun outside.
Still, she had no news of Alex and his condition. She also had not seen Nick anywhere in the vicinity. She was anxious for any form of information.
The men still loitered outside her window. Occasionally, enjoying basking under the sun. Playing target shooting on an open range on the other side of the house.
"Please, please, please." Dani prayed to whoever was listening, whispering in the air her most desire at the moment.
She was hoping that it would be Samson who would be bringing her the food. It would allow her to talk to him again. She believed that the more she communicated with him, the more she could establish a bond with the big man.
