Chapter 40

Chapter 40

Dane

Raven had been right about the constant fear. Now I was paying more attention, I could hear it in Neah’s voice but her scent stays exactly the same. The strange scent she carried from our first encounter to now, the only difference was the lavender essence that accompanied her.

I could see her reflection in the window. I could see how she uses her sleeves to wipe away the escaped tears. Barely making a sound.

“For what it’s worth. Devon doesn’t sound like a monster.” I mutter. “His priority appears to be you and nothing more. As I said, he is very forthcoming with information.”

“You mean you haven’t had to torture him.” She speaks the words slowly as though she was talking about herself. I see how she fidgets on the seat. Her head turns over her shoulder to look at the locked door. Talking about torture was a trigger.

“No, it was not needed.” I wanted to get her thoughts onto something else. Turning around to look at her, I see how the tears make her blue eyes bright.