Trouble's P.O.V.
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"How is she?" War asked as he sat down behind his desk.
"Savage said she's fine, but needs to take it easy," I told him. "She's got a few cracked ribs, some bruising around her face, but other than that, she's in good shape."
War gave me a single nod as he clenched his jaw before looking at Cutter.
"Tell Baffle I want that prison ruined. Immediately."
"Ruined?" Cutter asked with a raised brow.
"Burn it to the fu.cking ground. I want every in.mate who laid hands on her to suffer. And I want every worker who stood by or jumped in to vanish off the face of the earth. It's gonna take time. Tell him to start right now."
Wow, that's a bit... much.
"Look, I want them all to suffer too, but... that's a little overboard, don't you think?"
