Cassian’s pov

It had been over two weeks since I sent Caleb to handle the interrogations.

Fourteen excruciating days.

And she still hadn’t said a word.

I drummed my fingers against the arm of my chair, the echoes thudding like thunder in the silence of my office. My thoughts were a constant storm lately, and every time I closed my eyes, they drifted to her—her face, her silence, her maddening resemblance to Felicity, and yet… not.

The door opened with a low creak, and both ...