Chapter 819
- The guards kicked the door open, revealing a room bathed in a sickening, flickering ultraviolet light.
- In the center stood two high-backed metal chairs equipped with nightmare restraints, cold, clinical, and designed to break a mind from the inside out.
- "Welcome home, Washingtons," Lorenzo whispered as they were shoved toward the center of the dark room. "This is where the past goes to die."