“Silla,” I called out to her through the closed bathroom door before stepping into the shower.

“Yes?” Her voice sounded strained.

“I expect to find you in that room when I finish my shower. We need to talk.” There, that should be punishment enough while she thinks about what I’m going to say or do to her once I get out of here.

Knowing her, she’d get herself into a state by then. She probably thought I’d forgotten about her going into the office, and I ...