At seven in the evening, Aiden saw Annie Drake in shackles once again in the interrogation room.
"Now you've finally settled down," Aiden nodded at her with approval, "Lately, the prisoners here have been getting more and more obedient, which is a good thing... but it's also become too dull. Thanks to you, I've found some entertainment after a long absence."
"Mmm mmm mmm mmm..." Annie made some indistinct noises.
"You got beaten up pretty bad, huh? Your face is all swollen. I thought Ophelia wasn't good at hand-to-hand combat... but compared to those who got beat up by Camila, you're relatively lucky, a lot of them had their jaws broken."
"Mmm mmm mmm..." Annie continued to grunt.
"Do you want to talk?" Aiden asked.
"Mmm!"
Annie couldn't speak, only making muffled "mmm mmm" sounds because her mouth was sealed with tape.
