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This was how he started his lessons.
First, he’d make me admit something true.
Was I in Turkey?
Yes.
Was I Aslan Kara?
Unfortunately.
Was I in love with Neri Taylor?
Undoubtedly.
I replied in my head but never out loud, and he’d shock me each time I refused. He’d only stop once I was forced to confess what he already knew.
Once I did...that was when the true fun began.
Flinching, already feeling the shocking heat and horrendous twitching from electricity, tears stupidly came to my eyes. “You haven’t asked any questions. I don’t know—”
“You’re sick, you stupid boy!” he roared. Launching upright, he snarled at the guards, “Unstrap him, carry him upstairs. Get Çetin here. Right now.”
“Of course, patron.”
I was only vaguely aware as the buckles were undone and the leather let me go.
The heat in my blood and the aching, breaking pain that’d steadily been getting worse chose that moment to crash.
It crashed and drowned and with a soft sigh...I gave in.
* * * * *
“I told you to hold off until his body could withstand it,” a male voice said coldly. “I also told you he couldn’t stay on antibiotics for the rest of his life. They were bound to stop working. I’m surprised they lasted this long.”
“Well, what the fuck are you going to do about it?” Cem growled. “The black has spread. It’s on his shin.”
“It’s worse than that I’m afraid. The X-rays show the bone is compromised. The tissue is no longer just dying, so is the bone beneath.”
“Fuck,” Cem gasped.
My eyes fought to crawl open.
I blinked at the sunshine pouring into the room.
Sterile and white with concrete floors, hard beds, and a wall of light holding X-rays of my damaged leg.
The images danced and blurred as my body fought to stay awake all while being ripped into sleep by a heavy undertow.
Something was wrong with the image.
My skeleton glowed white yet around the area where the doctor had carved out my calf muscle as if it was a ham steak for dinner, the bone was now gritty and grey. Black spots dotted up and down my leg, creeping ever closer to my kneecap.
Fuck, what does that mean?
The world spun, and I closed my eyes again, doing my best to stay aware even if I couldn’t focus.
“It means we have to take drastic action. Immediately.”
