PAVEL'S POV
"Pasha!" a female scream reaches me.
I blink and focus on the person clinging to the outside of the chain-link cage.
"Get up!" she yells, grabbing the mesh structure with her fingers. "Please!"
I close my eyes. As if it's not enough that I dream about her every single night, now I'm hallucinating that she's actually here.
"Pasha! Look at me!"
When I open my eyes, she's still there, just a few feet in front of me. If I reach out with my hand, I could touch her fingers where they're gripping at the wire, shaking it.
"Please, baby! Get up!"
My breath catches. "Mishka?"
As I watch, one of the security guys approaches Asya from behind and, wrapping his arm around her middle, pulls her away from the cage. She just grips the metal mesh harder.
"He's coming!" Asya whimpers, looking somewhere behind me. "Get up!"
