Chapter 437

The moment the cage door creaked open, the men around lost it, shouting like a bunch of wild animals catching sight of prey. It was like watching a pack of cavemen—no logic, just ugly excitement. Even if Claire Thompson was drained to the bone, there was no way she could keep pretending to be asleep in a mess like this. She lifted her eyes just a little, lips pressed tight, and took in the group of rowdy men outside the cage. Someone spat in her direction, someone else flipped her off, and another chewed gum like he was eyeing a product on sale. Claire’s stomach turned at those looks, but at this point, what could she do? Acting submissive, at least for now, seemed to be her only move. Besides, staying huddled in the cage didn’t mean she’d be any safer. She shifted slowly, inching her way out of the giant cage. Each step she took made the shouting all around get louder and nastier. “Hey Garrett, this girl’s kinda hot! Feels like I’ve seen her somewhere before, like on TV or something.”