Maya's POV
The prison telephone was chilly on my ear. I pushed it down more firmly, thinking it might make Alexandra's voice come through clearer amidst the static.
"Repeat that," I murmured.
"I mentioned that we've finished being agreeable." Alexandra spoke in a tranquil manner. Excessively serene. The type of tranquility that arrived just prior to a tempest. "Nicholas believes his admission resolves everything." He believes that apologizing restores his humanity. "However, we are both aware of the truth."
I observed my surroundings in the visiting area. Three additional women were on phones, conversing with individuals outside. Sentinels remained near the entrances. No one was paying attention to me. No one was concerned.
"What do you have in mind?" I inquired.
"All things." Alexan
