Chapter 187 Damsels In Distress

Natalie looked like she had seen a ghost. “What did you just say? Gina will be sacrificed? What do you mean by that?” Britta looked away so that her cellmate would not see the pain etched on her face. She considered herself a hard-boiled, self-dependent woman who never wept in the face of trouble or loss. In fact, the young woman had no recollection of the last time she cried.