Fractured (Josie) novel Chapter 293

Chapter 293 

Chapter 293 

**Luke’s POV 

“Tell me again how you escaped?” The unknown voice demands from the other side of this stinky sack. 

I shift uncomfortably in the chair they have me chained to. They know I can easily port out of their restraints, so this is clearly some kind of test. 

“I had just finished having a family visit with my brother when there was some kind of explosion. One of the exterior walls was completely destroyed and people were injured. Robert and I were just going through processing to be put back into the main prison, and so we avoided the main blast. We were able to slip out during the chaos. It seemed like someone else was breaking out and there was some sort of standoff with the prison guards. So we took advantage of the opportunity, and we have been on the run since,” I say, repeating the story for the third time. 

“And you say you worked closely with Cornelius before you were incarcerated?” he asks. 

“Yes, I was one of the first human–born Greys. Cornelius came for me just before 

‘So you grew up in the human realm?” 

my 18th birthday,” I lie. 

“Yes, I was attending college and working part–time in a coffee shop before Cornelius approached me and told me what I was. I had grown up in foster care, so I was happy to finally have a real family that cared about me. I didn’t get to be with Cornelius for long before he was taken from us. Now I want to continue his work. I want to make those pompous pricks pay for what they have taken from me, and now I finally have the opportunity to do it,” I say, putting passion and anger into my tone. 

There is a moment of silence before I hear the screech of what sounds like a chair scraping against the stone floor. Then footsteps approach me. I try to exclude calmness, telling myself these are my people, I have nothing to fear. The sack is pulled from my head and I blink at the sudden light after being in the dark for hours. 

1 take my first breath of air that is not tainted by the must of the sack as I take in my surroundings. The room we are in is nondescript. A plain, run–down concrete rectangle with boarded windows and a bright light mounted to at pole with wheels that looks like it belongs on a construction site. 

Two men are in the room with me. They are not the same two that we had encountered when we arrived. These two look well–dressed and too clean and groomed to be living in abandoned buildings like the others. 

“Have you ever been compelled?” one of the men asks. He is tall with blond hair. A thick angry scar runs from his chin, across his jawline, then down his neck before disappearing into the collar of his shirt. 

“Yes, when I was questioned in prison years ago,” I nod. 

“We have someone on their way to question you under compulsion. Do you have any objections?” he asks. 

“No, 1 have nothing to hide,” I shake my head. 

“Good, it won’t be long now,” the second guy grins, but it’s not a friendly grin. 

“Any chance of some water, and maybe something to eat? I’ve not eaten since breakfast the morning before we escaped,” I say, keeping up the act. 

“As soon as you are cleared. I’m sure you can understand we are hesitant to give away our resources to just anyone. We have to be sure you are worthy of sharing with,” Blondy smiles sarcastically. 

“Yes, of course, sorry. I can wait a little longer,” I nod. 

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Chapter 293 

Around twenty minutes of the two men awkwardly staring at me pass before a third man pushes through the sheet curtain that is hung up as a makeshift door. 

“There is something hinky with the other guy. He has been heavily compelled previously,” the third man says with a frown, and then all three eyes turn to me. 

“We were heavily questioned with compulsion when we were captured. He was one of Cornelius‘ original men, he was questioned much harder than me,” I shrug. 

“So are you telling me I won’t have the same issue with you?” rogue number three asks with a raised brow. 

“Not unless I’ve been compelled to forget I was compelled, I grin.