“Why are you here, Lillia?” He’s not smiling, and he’s not happy. He sounds very angry, and it's definitely directed at me.
I turn, and run the other way, back towards Cloud.
He stops me before I get very far.
He pulls me by the waist, and throws me over his shoulder, walking away from Cloud’s room.
I don't try to fight him, I know that would just be a waste of energy.
Now more than ever I wish Cassian would come for me, but I think I’m on my own.
Lincoln brings me up to his room, and literally throws me on the bed.
“You're f*****g lucky you can’t talk.” He spits.
I have been on the receiving end of anger more times than I can count, but getting it from Lincoln… that hurts.
He moves to the drawer that had the pen and notepad in it. “You're going to write down everything you saw—”
