Twisted World: A Broken World Novel - Plot & Excerpts
My guards, who had barely been able to drag themselves into the bar after their night of partying, were still passed out when I woke. The snores the younger one let out were nasal and deep, and seemed to echo off the cement walls of the room. The sunlight that shone in through the one small window was low, telling me it wasn’t nearly time for me to drag my ass out of bed, but no matter what I did, I couldn’t block the snores out enough to get my body to relax. “Asshole,” I muttered as I rolled over and glared at the guard, whose mouth was wide open. The door that led to the holding room was cracked, and between snores the sound of distant voices was just audible. They were deep, but not loud enough for me to make out their words. Not that I cared what they had to say. I just knew it meant Dragon was already up and I could get some breakfast. The prepackaged food he’d given me at every other meal tasted like shit, but at least it kept my stomach from growling the way it constantly had in DC.
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