“I know.” Reyna bit her lip, her stomach dropping.
“She let me hear it.”
Reyna’s cheeks warmed. “And?”
He tipped her chin up, and the fierce predator was revealed in his features. “One day I will rip out Harrington’s throat for what he did to you. That is a promise.”
And somehow, that was a relief.
Chapter Eighteen
Reyna hated that Beckham had to leave. That they’d had to cut short the reunion they should have had in the first place. She had so many questions still, and her body ached for more of him.
After a quick shower to wash the remnants of the club off her skin, she changed, grabbed a snack, and headed down to the medical wing. Meghan had said that Jodie was going to be fine, but she wanted to check for herself. When she entered the sterile environment, she shuddered and closed her eyes as memories flooded her mind. She waited for the feeling to pass before opening them again. The medical wing was still there. She wasn’t back in Visage. No one was going to force her to do anything she didn’t want to do.
“Miss Carpenter,” Dr. Washington said, stepping out of a lab with a smile. “Good afternoon.”
“Is Jodie here?”
“She was just released with a bill of good health from Meghan. I believe she is likely sleeping off a hangover at the moment.”
“I see. Well then, I’ll just…” She gestured to the door.
“Could I steal a couple of minutes of your time, since you’re here?”
“I’m not going to donate blood,” she said hastily.
He waved his hand. “I simply wanted your opinion about something.”
“About something medical?” she asked suspiciously.
“Yes, I would like your insight.”
Reyna chewed on her bottom lip. This felt like a trick, but she couldn’t see what it could be.
“I’ll listen, but I don’t know if I have any insights.”
“Fair enough.”
Reyna followed Washington into a lab. It was white and clean, full of medical equipment. It looked like a science experiment gone wrong, with microscopes, petri dishes, blood samples, test tubes, and an assortment of other things she couldn’t even put names to.
“As you may remember, last night at the meeting you sat in on, we briefly mentioned the presence of diseased blood in the population,” Washington began.
“Okay.”
“Some blood illnesses are common, such as anemia, which is usually a result of an iron or vitamin deficiency. Others are not so common, such as sickle-cell anemia or hemophilia. You’ve heard of all of these cases, yes?”
Reyna nodded. “I did finish high school.”
“Of course. I’ve seen your test scores. You would have gone on to a top university if they would have funded you. Ah, easier times.”
“You looked at my high school test scores?”
“Visage has access to everything, and since I was working for them up until you were taken, I had access to whatever I wanted. As I told you, I have known William a rather long time. He trusted me with top-level security.”
“So did you already know about the other patients under Visage?”
Washington frowned. “Unfortunately, yes.”
