H A I L E Y
I watched Emily from across the interrogation room. The warriors had brought her to one of the rooms in our dungeon.
She sat hunched over the table, her hands shackled and her body trembling. She looked so small, so fragile. It was hard to believe that this was the same girl who had attacked Dominic.
"I need you to tell me everything, Emily," I said, my tone even. "Everything about your father. His plans, his allies, his weaknesses. Don't leave anything out."
She looked up, her eyes red and swollen from crying. "I don't know where he is," she said. "He left after... after he confronted me for not succeeding the task. He told me to lay low, but he never told me where he was going."
"He doesn't trust you," I said. "He thinks you're a liability. He thinks you'll betray him."
