Emily's eyes scanned the prison block, taking in the rows of cells and the prisoners who inhabited them.
She had been on Xeridia for what felt like an eternity, and she was no closer to finding a way off the planet.
As she walked, Emily noticed a figure watching her from across the room.
He was a tall, imposing man with a scar above his left eyebrow.
"Who's that?" Emily asked, nodding towards the man.
Ryker, who was walking beside her, followed her gaze. "That's Victor. He's one of the most powerful prisoners on Xeridia."
Emily's eyes narrowed. "What does he want?"
Ryker shrugged. "I don't know, but I think he might be willing to make a deal with you."
Emily's heart was racing as she approached Victor's cell, the man looked up at her, his eyes narrowing.
"Emily," he said, his voice low and gravelly. "I've heard a lot about you."
Emily's eyes locked onto Victor's. "What do you want?"
Victor smiled, his teeth gleaming in the dim light. "I want to make a deal with you.
