“He doesn’t dare to speak,” Harris’s voice cut through the darkness just as the lights flickered back on.

He stood not far away, a cold, twisted smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

So, I’d been right. This was his plan all along. There was never any real chance of escape, and now we’d only managed to provoke him further.

Without thinking, I yanked the person holding my hand behind me and stepped forward protectively.

Harris sneered, his voice ...