Chapter 487

Mia, her head peeking out from behind Vinicius's leg, looked beyond horrified. She was far, features lost in the blurring of the heat waves and the length of the dungeon, and the sweat dripping into David's eyes didn't make it any easier to see her. But he could tell from the way her big green eyes looked out at the carnage before her, she was traumatized. Whatever had just happened, in classic Mia fashion, she either blamed herself for it, or took a personal stake in it.
Hopefully, her state of shock would mean she didn't give him away.
David slipped one foot around the door, and--