Cassian's POV

The war room was built for strategy meetings and planning campaigns but today it felt more like a cage. Stone walls pressed in from all sides and the air was thick with suspicion that made it hard to breathe. Every person in this room was either guilty or paranoid and I couldn't tell which was worse.

Jared Valcaryn stood near the window with his arms crossed and his face carved from stone. Avaline hovered near the door looking like she wanted to bolt. Theron leaned against the ...