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A plain white wall.
How else could Kren miss seeing me right there in front of him?
The guards stood before the wall, their large frames taking up the entire space.
I backed away and bumped into the chair where I’d awoken that morning. The rest of the room was covered with square pads to prevent me from harming myself.
As if I would do that when I was pregnant.
Pregnant.
Me.
It both amazed and horrified me. I mean, getting pregnant had been the goal. That was, until I fell in love with Kren.
And now with the deal he made with the Supervisor to reveal his trump card in the pit, his advantage that everyone in the prison would learn of, making it infinitely harder for him to remain champ, he’d proven his love for me.
It didn’t come as a surprise. If I needed more proof, there it was. Not only in the way he looked at me, the way he touched and caressed me, the way his kiss always lingered a moment after he pressed his lips to mine as if taking a moment to savor the sensation.
I knew now more than ever I wanted to be with him. I wanted to jump on that shuttlecraft and get the hell out of dodge.
The Supervisor stood behind the two guards facing me.
“Don’t struggle. You will only get hurt and that is not my intention.”
He paused a moment to watch my reaction. There was none. Taking that as confirmation I wasn’t about to do anything stupid, he looked up at the ceiling.
“Computer,” he said. “Disable the door.”
The wall glowed bright and then faded as if a filter had been removed from it.
The guards didn’t attempt to enter the room and restrain me the way I expected. I peered at them. They were broad across the chest and it was unlikely I could slip between them but still, decided I had to make a break for it.
I dashed toward one, immediately changed course, and dropped to my knees to slide under the second guard.
A firm hand grabbed me by the shoulder and pinned me in place.
My legs slipped out from under me. I banged against the guard’s arm but he was too strong and wouldn’t let go.
I peered into his visor that was buckled in the middle.
The Supervisor sighed as if he were dealing with a child.
“Put her in the chair.”
The guards did as he ordered.
“No!” I screamed, struggling against them and fighting to work myself free.
Just one would have been enough to hold me down and overpower me. Two was overkill.
“Don’t do this!” I said, peering into the bent visor at the spot where his eyes should be. “Let me go! Please!”
“I wouldn’t expect much sympathy,” the Supervisor said, taking the injector device and a small bottle of yellow liquid from his pocket. “They don’t feel a thing.”
“They’re robots?”
The Supervisor chuckled.
