Daniels, escorted by Price and Scarlet, was walking from the hangar towards the holding cells on Durban station.
This was one of the last things on his to-do list, yet he felt it's also one of the most important ones. A person was rotting in a cell and no one was doing anything about it. A person who held valuable intel against the order.
Over the years, Daniels had executed many order prisoners, yet he also spared some of them. In fact, one of the defectors, Jessica Scarlet, was walking right behind him, tasked with his own safety.
As the trio entered the holding area, the Guildmaster signaled the guards to open Agatha's cell. The heavy metal door was surprisingly silent but also quite slow.
Daniels straightened his suit while waiting. It was a rather casual suit, white shirt, top buttons undone, no tie.
The team entered the cell and the door sealed behind them. It was a normal cell, slightly darker than regular living quarters. Jack was wondering how the prisoner would react. After all, more than six months had passed without an update on her situation. And if someone knew what it was like to be stuck in the middle of nowhere with no hope, that was him.
He leaned on the wall, lit a cigarette and after a few deep inhales and exhales, he looked at the woman.
