Sienna's P.O.V.

Mara arrived at ten exactly. No coffee this time. Smart. She sat in the same chair as yesterday and put both hands in her lap.

"I'm listening."

I believed she meant it. That didn't make this easier.

"Silent Divine wasn't a school."

Mara's face changed.

"

Maddox's P.O.V.

Sienna told us three things. Seven months. Every call monitored. She escaped once. That was it. She stood at the end of the church table with both hands flat against the wood and made it very clear we were not getting the rest because we looked sad enou

Sienna's P.O.V.

The road back to my apartment was clear. That did not make it comfortable. I drove my own Corolla. Riot rode his bike one car length behind for exactly three minutes before I called him. He answered through my car speakers.

"What?"

"Back off."

"I am ba