Abigail let out a heavy sigh, fighting the urge to roll her eyes. "Seriously? You're still trying to threaten me in this state?" she snapped. Landon was too weak to even argue back, so he just stayed silent.

Abigail glanced at the tools and grabbed a scalpel. Landon's guys had tried using tweezers to get the bullet out, but that was a joke. She had to cut the flesh open first to see where the bullet was before she could yank it out.

No anesthesia meant Landon was in for a world of hurt.

He bit down on a towel, shooting Abigail a death glare.

He even thought she might be doing this on purpose.

Abigail's forehead was slick with sweat. She wasn't a doctor, and the blood on her fingers made it tough to hold the tools steady.

She was also scared Landon might lose it and kill her, so she looked up to calm him down, "Almost there. I can see the bullet now. Hang tight."

Landon almost blacked out a few times but the pain kept snapping him back. Eventually, he got so numb he took the towel out of his mouth because he couldn't feel anything anymore. Abigail carefully pulled the bullet out with the tweezers and tossed it aside.

She let out a long breath and looked at Landon.

He was barely conscious, swaying. If it weren't for the rock behind him, he would've hit the ground.

"It's out. You good?" Abigail asked, a bit nervous. Landon barely opened his eyes to look at her but didn't have the energy to talk.

Seeing he was still alive, Abigail felt a bit better. She grabbed a needle and thread to stitch him up. Her stitching was messy, but it worked-no major bleeding or guts spilling out. She couldn't help but think, 'Landon is one tough dude.'

After bandaging him up, she moved on to the bullet in his arm.

The arm was easier. She cut around the wound and popped the bullet out.

When she was done, she slumped down next to him, exhausted. She wiped the sweat off her forehead and turned to Landon.

"I just saved your life. Can you not tie me up again?" she asked.

Landon closed his eyes, ignoring her. It was hard to tell if he passed out or just fell asleep.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

Two of his guys were standing nearby, watching her closely.

Abigail grinned and said, "What are you staring at? I just saved him. I'm starving. I want some meat."

The two guys exchanged looks, and one of them said harshly, "Don't try anything funny. You can't escape."

Then they both walked out.

There was only one way out. As long as they guarded it, Abigail had no way to escape.

Despite their tough talk, they soon brought her some meat—a live rabbit.

They gutted the rabbit by the pool and tossed it into a pot to boil. That was her lunch.

Abigail took a deep breath as she brought the food over. It tasted worse than wild veggie porridge.

But since she saved Landon, the two guys didn't tie her up again. They even took off her handcuffs, and the leg cuffs were next. She felt like she might be able to escape soon.

Meanwhile, Casey brought lunch, and Quinn took it to the ward. As expected, Alexander was gone again.

No surprise there, so she didn't react much. She turned and handed the lunch to Casey. "You can have this." Casey noticed the empty ward and blinked, asking, "What if he comes back later?"

"It's fine. Just eat," Quinn said.

Hearing that, Casey didn't hesitate and started chowing down.