Chapter 72
Back at Blue Lake, the dungeon's atmosphere shifted from a heated interrogation to a tomblike stillness. Rylee didn't ask; she commanded. With a sharp, unequivocal gesture, she cleared the room, ushering everyone, even Wyatt, back toward the surface. She couldn't afford the luxury of their comfort or the distraction of their worry.
If she was going to dismantle the walls of Jarvis’s mind and sift through the wreckage of his memories for a single, hidden clue, she needed a silence so profound she could hear the echo of his subconscious. She needed to be free of any interference, any stray emotions, or any protective gazes that would sway her one way or another.
This worked out in the bounty hunters’ favor. They could use the downtime to reach out to their mates, while Aries sp
