James’s POV

The sterile lobby of the hospital hummed softly with fluorescent lights as I entered, my boots clicking on the shiny floor. My jaw was clenched, my actions exact. I wasn't present to engage in games. I came here to find answers.

The nurse at the front desk glanced up as I walked over, her smile diminishing as she noticed the look on my face.

"I require details about a suspect," I stated, resting on the counter and speaking softly. My tone was incisive, leaving no space ...