"You were the one who put the silver bullet in my father's heart, weren't you?"
My voice shattered against the damp stone walls, a hollow, ragged shriek that bled out into the cold underground air as two guards pinned my shoulders to the freezing floor.
"Your father chose to die for a ghost story, Elizabeth," my mother said, her voice so terrifyingly quiet it made the blood in my veins turn to pure ice.
"Answer me!" I screamed, my fingernails digging into the wet stone until they split, tears burning hot against my face as I kicked wildly at the guard holding my knees. "Did you pull the trigger?"
"I did what was necessary to secure my research!" she snapped back, her cold, analytical eyes flashing with a sudden, vicious flare of anger. "He was going to trade the entire biometric databa
