Mia's POV:
When we got back to the car, Cassian didn't immediately start the car. We sat there silently for a few moments. “You did good. You didn't panic and you answered questions directly.”
“They rearranged the room,” I said, sounding breathless. “They switched up everything. They made it look like I’m insane.”
I looked at Cassian. Surprisingly, he looked calm. The direct opposite of how I felt and probably looked. “I just wasn't framed because I went to the apartment. They thought this through. Armani probably already stole the knife before I snuck in. I made it easier for him.”
“You're having a valid reaction, Mia. And I understand. But, this gives us a clear ground on what we have to tackle.” He started the car, driving us back in the direction of the mansion.
“This just sucks.
