So when I dropped her body off on the beach early this morning with your ID card in her pocket, everyone will think that poor Sethy Taylor drowned. An...d nobody will be looking for her either. She was an i*****l prostitute. Nobody will miss her. So now she is dead. And so are you. At least to the outside world you are dead. But you will be very much alive here. Here in my dungeon. Now you belong to me.”I could not believe what I was hearing. My mind was racing a million miles an hour trying to. If there were answers to be found about who exactly had started trafficking political prisoners, they’d be found there. Once Cas had those answers, he could work on navigating his way out of this sticky situation with his and the girls’ skins intact.It was Val who pulled it all together first, squaring her shoulders and raising her chin as she stared up at him. “So you’re not leaving us alone.”“Not unless y’all want to be. When we touch down, you girls are more’n welcome to head off back to. Michelle and I wandered into one of these apartments out of pure curiosity — lamenting how our dorm room couldn’t be as nice as these fake apartments. And as we explored the rooms within rooms, we found that one couple in particular had gotten comfortable in the master bedroom. “Hey, Louis, check this out!” Michelle whispered. “Hmm? What is it?” “Shh, quiet!” Confused, I saw that Michelle was pressing herself against the wall, peeking into the bedroom. She motion for me to come over. I. I was shocked, “What was he doing here,” I thought, but as he approached he said, “Hi.”I didn’t know what to say and as John reached his hand out to this guy he said, “This is Tom,” as he turned and looked at me.I continued to be confused as to why he was here, until John said, “I asked Tom to come over since you were coming over.”Looking at Tom inquisitively, he said, “John has told me a lot about you.” and continued by saying, “John wanted me to meet you.”I looked over at John and nodding his.