"I’m not lying!" she screamed, tears streaming down her face.
I sighed, shaking my head. "Wrong answer."
I moved the blade to her arm, drawing a slow, deliberate line just beneath her elbow. Blood welled up in the cut, dripping onto the floor. Rose let out a choked sob, her body shaking with the effort to stay still.
"Tell me the truth, Rose," I said, my tone almost bored. "Who told you Amber and Vic were gone? Who gave you the idea you could replace her?"
"No one!" she cried. "I swear, no one told me anything!”
“Rose,” I said, voice calm, almost soft. “You’re only making this harder for yourself.”
“I swear, I don’t know anything!” she cried, her voice cracking.
I sighed, walking over to the rack of tools on the wall. My fingers danced over the blades, pliers, and silver instruments
