She had been running since she could remember. Her gifts were her curse. Her mother had protected her with her life until she was captured by Silas Davier. Two years of torture and imprisonment and she managed to escape just to be found by Gryphon Shore's tactical Team. He wasn't any better. The screech of tires and crash from two years ago went through her mind again in a loop, as he kept questioning her. "For the last time, little soul render. The truth." He asked crounching down beside her.