Chapter 63. The Truth in Shadows

Summer’s POV

Suzanna didn’t answer.

She sat still on the narrow cot, wrists resting limply in her lap, her eyes fixed on a crack in the floor like she could fall through it if she stared hard enough.

Her silence didn’t surprise me. She was a coward. Cowards always hoped silence would be mistaken for strength.

I stepped forward and crouched in front of her, lowering my voice until it was barely above a whisper.

“You’d better say the truth now, Suzanna.”

She blinked, but didn’t lift her head.

“Because I’m the calmest I’m going to be. And you should know better than anyone—I have time. And I have ways.”

Still