Henry's POV
I killed the one and a half hours Ethan needed to come by staring at my phone; the kid had turned to his side so that I had a perfect look at the sleeping prince.
So handsome.
Then I thought of something and had to put the phone to the side, pulling down Harry's overall and feeling for a tracker or chip—and I found one in his back, the same spot the prison put trackers into Kenny and me.
I got my knife ready and cut it out, together with the trackers on the others.
When removing the trackers from the girls, I felt absolutely nothing by being confronted with their bare backs, just thinking that Kenny's back was much smoother and much more beautiful/handsome.
When I was finished, I again felt Harry up and down, making sure there was nothing else, and pocketing the trackers.
I then slowly ran away from the group, at a human speed, after some time eventually reaching the truck from before, where I ran a bit more before I saw a drain cover.
