#Chapter 151 – How to Keep a Pet Captive

“Go back to bed, Iris!” Nico growls in the dark hallway. I shriek, jumping almost out of my skin and nearly dropping the small tray of food and supplies that I’m carrying to my bedroom. Or at least, my old bedroom – it’s where we’re keeping the captive now. “Nico!” I snap, pissed off at him. “You didn’t have to scare me –“ “Well, something has to scare you!” He protests, coming forward from the dark of his own room to glare at me. “You cannot go into that room alone with your enemy! He’s a dangerous man –“ “Oh, he’s all locked up,” I murmur, ignoring Nico and shouldering my way through the door. The captive is already looking at the door when we enter, because of course he heard me shriek. He looks warily between us from his spot in my desk chair, his legs duct taped to the wooden legs and his arms strapped to the back of the chair. “Sorry,” I say, giving Calvin a little grimace as I look down at the tray. “This was all a lot nicer a few minutes ago before Nico made me spi