Truth or Strategy

Gareth released a short, brittle laugh that cracked the silence. “What's wrong, Mr. Vancroft? Cat got your tongue, or do you simply prefer plotting in the dark?”

Killian did not so much as glance at him. His attention stayed fixed on Sloane, the plea in his eyes quiet yet urgent. “Will you grant me a moment, please?”

Sloane pressed her lips together, weighing possibilities, then gave a single nod.