 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
It was nothing new because Claudine had quickly become used to her new life as a prisoner. Did it quell her anger? Definitely not. But at the moment, she was helpless due to the fact that she was certain the group confined to The Room would be tortured if they tried anything further.
“Hello, Professor,’’ Claudine said softly. As usual, she continued to ignore The Hoods escorting the group. She was good at that, by the way. Ignoring anyone she wanted to was a strength. Anyway, the girl made her way to the left side of the room, selecting a seat at the back.
It looked like she and the others would have to wait a little longer to find out what today’s lesson was about for there was not a single hint. |