Corman's POV
"Where is Loren? Why isn't he here?" she asked, looking at me, trying to gauge if he had followed me or was waiting outside.
"He is not here, and neither is he coming," I replied in a cold voice, feeling no pity for her as she sat down in the interrogation room with her hand on the table under the halogen lamp hanging above.
"What do you mean he's not coming? He can't possibly leave me here all alone." She looked around frantically, her eyes wild and unstable.
"You should have thought of this before summoning that... that... thing," I shouted, feeling the frustration I was trying to suppress overwhelm me.
"You are lying. He is going to come... he always does," she tried desperately to reassure herself, but I looked at her with disgust.
"Do you even care about what you d
