Tic tac, tic tac... splash!
Footsteps sounded in the long empty hall of the were, where the torture chambers too. Footsteps of many people sounded as we headed to the cell where that insolent wolf hung on chains. My long strides resonated with the other men.
I was wearing my cowboy boots and thick material clothes on Rick's command after I pleaded with him to let me come along with them to the interrogation room. They had told me it was no place for a woman, especially the Luna. I insisted and they let me. I had to be there and do this myself.
