Snippet #1947895

Tony watched the tiger and sighed. When the tiger was taken, she went to her room feeling as stupid as the girl had made her seem. "Where's Trinity?" She headed back to the training room her fingers on the wall as she touched the brail arrows and letters following their direction.

On her way there, Tony stopped in the hallway and felt a cold chill. Though she couldn't see anything, she had heard everything. "He won't make it. He needs a donor," a male doctor had proceeded to speak, "and no one in this damn hospital knows shit!"

He was angry and Tony had laughed. "Good for nothing doctors can't even hold a good supply of bloodlines of all the people that they keep hostage and kill, they can't find shit."

"Watch your language, Miss Grace. You know, if I was a doctor, I would have killed you on that sentence alone." It was a male, but he sounded a bit girly making it hard for her to identify.

"Whatever." she walked off and cleared her throat in embarrassment.