Chapter 139 Something Again

***Gideon***

They thought this room was designed to break people.

They hadn’t realized who they put inside it.

I sit back in the metal chair, one ankle crossed over the opposite knee, hands folded loosely in my lap. Relaxed posture. Controlled breathing. Bored expression.

The two detectives across from me are not relaxed.

Good.

One of them, Miller, is younger. Impatient. Too eager to prove he isn’