She's the Rose

"This seems fresh. It must have happened a few hours in the night." Francis said, assessing the blood he had collected from the traces in the dungeon.

Sandro knitted his brows and brushed his hand through his hair. "Who was on duty?"

"Jules, Daisy, the twins-Brad and Benson."

"What were you doing?" Sandro murmured.

James trembled. He shifted from one foot to another. "It was my day off."

"I said what the fúck were you doing?!" Sandro growled.

Francis and James, who were closer to him, flinched.

"You were busy fúcking the bítch?!"

"N-No!" James sputtered, shaking his head. "I was on medication, and I was told to rest for a while."

"Shit!" Sandro grunted, kicking at the cage.

Blaze burst into the room, and he frowned. "What's going on? Janice told me about a jailbreak."

"The whóre is gone." Sandro rasped. "She fúcking left, and whoever did rescue her will rue the day he or she was born."

Then his eyes strayed to James, "Gather the Deltas; we are going on a search."

"Come, we need to talk