However, their hearts were tense to the extreme, but Daisy Deacon, who was walking ahead, strolled leisurely, as if she didn't care about being followed at all, everything seemed extremely calm.
Gavin stood in his place, only turning around and leaving after they were gone.
At the deepest end of this corridor, there was a sealed captivity room filled with all sorts of unexpected torture devices. It used to be where they brutally interrogated the "traitors," "undercover agents," and "sinners" of the Red Revolution Army. But now, there was only one woman inside.
As Gavin reached the end of the corridor and pushed open the door, a sliver of light pierced into the completely enclosed captivity room. The woman tied to the chair in the middle was shrouded in dim light, her silhouette slightly clearer.
Feeling the figure returning, Flossie Wright didn't even bother to open her eyes, knowing without guessing who had walked in.
