Chapter 109
The steel door of the interrogation room clicked shut, sealing out the soft noise of the palace corridors. Laura adjusted the files on the table, her expression a mask of cool, professional detachment.
Cardan sat across from her. He was a young Fae guard, built with the typical lean elegance of his species, but his posture was wound tight. His fingers subtly drummed against the fabric of his uniformed pants, a telltale sign of anxiety that he was trying, and utterly failing to mask behind a look of bored indifference.
With his blatant lie during the initial screening about respecting Calliope and accepting her as Queen of the Fae, Cardan had painted a massive target on his own back. But Laura needed to go at this with extreme precision and tact. First, she had to determine i
