Raven’s POV
Mrs. Jacobs glared straight at me through her bloodshot eyes, while the damn smirk on her face remained, for what felt like an eternity. But instead of giving her the response she was seeking from me, I remained silent, waiting her out, not giving her an ounce of satisfaction, or allowing her to think that she had anything over me.
I knew by the look in her eyes she would eventually give me all the information I sought, as she clearly thought she was cleverer than any of us. Thus far, that may have been the case, but I had her pegged and was about ready to play her like a damn fiddle, using her own methods against her, if necessary.
But when she opens her mouth to speak, she loses all the preservation she once had, when she says directly to me, “You and I both know that if
