After about two hours of waiting, an awkward silence descended around the cage.
It was an open cage with bars to hold Layla and Liam back. The other slave candidates were in a similar situation, showing that the slave traders did not care much for the people they were capturing and throwing under the bus.
Layla remained lying low while Liam did everything he could to break the cage and set himself free.
But by the time the second hour rolled around, even he looked ready to give up and go to sleep.
The pair had exhausted themselves, and Liam's vigorous activities also made him hungry. He collapsed, and Sally quickly gathered him in her arms.
'Isn't she coddling her son far too much? This will end up spoiling him a lot in the future. But this is not my problem so that I won't interfere.'
Layla was not saying this because she felt jealous of the bond between the mother and son but because she was worried for them.
