Chapter 37
Silence swallowed the room.
Nobody moved.
Nobody breathed.
The Hunter's final words echoed through Victor Kane's study like a curse.
"There was never just one letter from her mother."
Evelyn felt her heart stumble.
A second letter.
Another message from her mother.
Another piece of the truth.
And somehow the Hunter had it.
Not her.
Him.
The thought made her sick.
The line remained open.
The Hunter clearly enjoyed the silence.
Enjoyed the tension.
Enjoyed the fear.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
Because this wasn't about information anymore.
This was psychological warfare.
And he was very, very good at it.
"What do you want?"
Damian's voice cut through the room.
Cold.
Controlled.
Dangerous.
The Hunter laughed softly.
"What makes you think I want anythi
