Chapter 93

RHIANNON

I stood there, my eyes straining to adjust to the darkness of the room. The air was thick with tension, and the silence was oppressive. I could feel the weight of the men's gazes on me, their eyes fixed on me like cold, calculating instruments. My mouth was dry, and my heart was racing with fear. But as I looked around the room, I saw that my mouth was free, and I took advantage of it.

"Who are you?!" I yelled, my voice echoing off the walls.

"Who sent you!" I demanded, trying to keep my tone steady despite the tremble in my voice. I was surprised that they had let me speak, that they hadn't gagged me or silenced me in some way. But as I looked around the room, I saw that the men were standing by the walls, their hands resting on the grips of their guns. They were waiting for something, or someone.

The silence in the room was oppressive, and I felt a sense of desperation creeping in. I tried t