Heronica licked her lower lip in thought, trying to curb the nervousness she was feeling.
Since she joined the gang, she never thought she would be caught at such a crossroad where she contemplated leaking a gang's secret, one of the few that Morgan had let them in on.
Slow death or risk Morgan's wrath? Heronica didn't even know which was worse. She was caught between the devil and a dark blue sea.
"What are your plans with us after getting your answers?" She asked finally.
"Does it matter?" Aiden said, crossing his arms. "You don't have a choice in this situation, only what you choose in your mind to answer about our questions."
