Knox POV
She’s handling this better than I thought she would.
We’ve been walking these back halls for close to an hour now. She’s seen most of the building by this point, nearly every dynamic and situation they host behind these walls. I’ve stayed quiet, letting her move at her own pace, because it’s not her voice I care about right now. It’s her body.
I’ve watched every shift in her stance. Every flicker of her hands. Every change in her breathing. Every part of her tells me exactly what I need to know.
At the first window, the empty room, she stood still for longer than I expected. Her eyes flicked from one corner to the next, like she was waiting for something to explain itself. She didn’t get why the emptiness mattered. Not yet. But her fingers twitched against her thigh. She felt
