Chapter 45

Sloane

By the time they stopped asking questions, I wasn’t sure how long I had been in the chair.

My wrists had gone numb beneath the leather straps. My shoulders ached from being held in the same position, and every time I let my head fall forward, someone made me lift it again.

At some point, I had started repeating myself.

Names.

Places.

People.

The same answers until I wasn’t even sure which questions I was responding to anymore.

A hand tapped my cheek.

Not hard.

Just enough to drag me back.

“Sloane.”

I blinked.

Cressida stood in front of me.

Her face came slowly into focus.

“Stay awake.”

I swallowed.

My mouth was dry.

“I told you.”

My voice barely sounded like mine.

Cressida watched me.

“I told you everything I know.”

From somewhere behind her, Jax gave a quiet laugh.

“Not everything.”

I turned my head toward him.

He was le