Now then… shall we begin the interrogation?
I crouched in front of her, my fingers slowly reaching for the knot of the gag. The rough fabric had been digging into the corners of her mouth for hours, maybe more, and when I pulled it free, there was an audible snap of tension releasing. She immediately sucked in a sharp breath, her chest rising and falling as if she'd been starved of air. The sound of her breathing filled the silence between us, heavy and uneven, almost desperate.
"Now then… why don't you start by telling me your name?"
Her eyes met mine with a cold, sharp glare. Not a single word left her lips.
"Well, I guess you're not going to say anything, huh?" I leaned back slightly, my voice calm, almost casual, though my gaze stayed fixed on her. "That's fine, I suppose."
I narrowed my eyes.
The change in the air was instant.
