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Chapter 95

Chapter 92 The Price of a Life
“Who isthat?” Sierra asked, her gaze fixed on the maninsidethe cage.
The longer she looked at him, the more he reminded her of herself. She, too,hadbeen trapped in a cage for three years–onthebrink of death more times than she could count, enduring endless torment.
“Obviously, someonewhoneeds money,”Kasonrepliedcasually, sipping his drink. “For one round, he walks away with 30,000 dollars. Plenty of people sign up for it.”
Sierra listened in silence, an uneasy weight settling in her chest.
Kason made it sound like these people were the lucky ones. They didn’t have to risk their lives and still got 30,000 dollars. A few dog bites wouldn’t killthem–atworst, they’d lose a little flesh.
How ridiculous.
“And what about theoneswho don’t make it out?” Sierra glanced at Kason. “How much for a fight to the death?”
Kason didn’t seem to notice theshiftin her tone. He thought for a moment before answering. “At most, around 150,000 dollars. It depends on the type of fight.. and how it plays out.”
Sierra let out a soft laugh, but there was no amusement in her eyes. “And if youtakesomeone straight from prison? That’s even cheaper, right?”
Kason’s expression changed slightly as he shot her a quick glance. “Why are you asking about that all of a sudden?”
As farashe knew, Sierra had never been involved in anything like this. He had only recently learned of her existence- otherwise, he would have gotten his hands on her longago.
The Xander family likely had pulled some strings to keep her out of trouble. She was stilltheirdaughter, after all. Even if they didn’t care about her, they wouldn’t have let her end up dead.
Noticing the suspicion in his eyes, Sierra curled her lips into a faint smirk. “Is that some kind of secret? Don’t forget, I spent time in there. I might not have been part of it, but I saw it happen.”
Kason thought it over, then nodded. “Fair enough. You’re sharp. Yeah, getting someone from prison is dirt cheap–sometimes less than15,000dollars,” He took another sip of his drink, as if trying to suppress something.
Socheap, Sierra murmured, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
So a life was worth less than 15,000 dollars,
Backthen, Daphne had lost her life over just 15,000 dollars.
She turned back towards the cage. The man inside was covered in wounds, still running for his life. From somewhere in the crowd,laughtererupted
They were all enjoying the show.
Sierra couldn’t stop herself–she shot to her feet.
“What’s wrong?” Kason looked at her, surprised by her sudden movement.
Sierrawasabout to speak when, suddenly, something outside caught her attention.
For some reason, the event had been abruptly stopped.
Kason, still caught up in thethrill,lookedirritated. He immediately madeacall, listening impatiently as the person on the other end explained the situation. When he hung up, his moodwasevenworse.
Sierra glanced towards the cage and saw that the man had been takenout. A wave of relief washed over her. She had nearly lost control for a moment–butsomeone else had done exactly what shehadwanted to do.
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Chapter 92 The Price of a Life
“What happened?” she asked, feigning indifference.
Kason let out an annoyed scoff. “Some idiot called thecops. We should get out of here.”
Hearingthat, Sierrafinallyfelt at ease. Someone had put a stop to this madness–thankfully.
As they left, she cast one last glance at the cage, her eyes filled with nothing but disgust.
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Kason didn’t notice anything off. Seeing Sierra still looking outside, he saidcasually, “If you liked it, I’ll bring you back next time.”
“Not interested.” Sierra pulled her gaze away, looking completely indifferent.
With the night’s plans ruined, Kason lost interestaswell. He dropped Sierra off at her place and drove off.
The night hadn’t gone how he wanted. He had a lot of pent–up frustration, and he needed to take it out on someone. But Sierra wasn’t the right choice–not yet. Until he figured her out completely, he wasn’t going tomakea move.
As soon as Kason was gone, Sierra let her mask drop. Disgust clouded her expression, and anger burned in her chest.
She turned, ready to head to the lab–then hesitated. The lab belonged to the Richardson family. If she showed upnow, Kason would hear about it almost immediately.
Just as she stood there debating, a car pulled up in front of her. The window rolled down, revealing Jonathan.
“What are you doing just standing there?” he asked. Before Sierra could answer, he added, “Want to come o
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Sierra followed Jonathan home. But instead of handing her a book, he gave her a cup of warm milk.
“I think you need this more right now,” he said.
“Thanks.” She tookasip, and for the first time that night, reality settled back in.
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Seeing that cage, the man, the dog–it had shaken something in her, like she had been thrown right back into prison.