Chapter 27 : True or false
MAXINE.
I look over to Jonathan and wait for his input, but the only thing he can do is stare at the table in front of him. Ajax is eyeing me expectantly like he wants me to say yes, but denial is flowing strongly in my heart.
“If this is all true, why is he not in prison yet?” I ask. “Do you not have a prison here? Why are you yet to build a case about him?”
“These files are found in Amarantha’s private things.” Ajax stands up and points at a wooden box under the table. “We only managed to seize it when I fired her. She’s been protecting him. It seems that they have formed quite a bond, honestly. He’s been allowed to have a lot of freedom in the camp. He had privileges none of you ever enjoyed.”
A strong wave of betrayal seizes my heart. Tears gather in my eyes but I wipe them away quickly.
“Maxine,” Ajax says, and my heart almost melts at the tenderness of his voice.
He kneels in front of me and takes my hands, and I hate myself for the way I’m taking comfort in his touch. Mayb
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