Chapter 7

The man in the white coat fixed his cold, calculating gaze on Sadie. His bony fingers, sharp like scalpels, pointed at her from a distance. "Trying to play hero?" His voice dripped with mockery. "Tomorrow, I'll take one of your kidneys for fun." The snitch, a woman with a filthy, haggard face, crawled forward on her knees, pressing her cheek against the metal bars of the cage. "Then tomorrow, can I…" she began, her voice trembling with desperation. The man in the white coat casually tossed...