Chapter 4
Waking up in a steel,casket-like holding machine was not a way mark Saint would have like to start his day.He couldn’t even move properly.Only thing that kept himhim alive in there was the breathing holes that allowed some oxygen to flow through into the casket cell.He really hated his life right about now.
‘We know your awake,creature.’
Mark froze at the voice.It seemed to be coming from a small speaker on top of him.Squinting at it he made out the tiny symbol of a black and white chessboard and had to struggle from cursing his fate even more with loud profanity.Great.Just great.He was the prisoner of Amanda waller and her group,Checkmate. XXX Hot TO BE CONTINUED. … @@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@
Outside the chamber. Too late did she turn only to be unable to dodge the blast of pure energy that slammed into her, sending her flying back into
