Liana was caught off guard by the question, her body tensing up like a spring.

But then she remembered—she didn't spend the night with Mr. K that night. No way could he know what really happened.

With that thought, she seemed to find her footing again, nodding weakly with a look that could break a heart.

"Yeah," she murmured.

Her gaze dropped to the floor, her lip caught between her teeth, silence her only ally.

The room fell quiet, not a peep from anyone, not ...