Iyana let the information settle, her chest rising and falling with each grounding breath. "Okay... okay…" she whispered, licking her bottom lip as her heart raced faster. "Now that I know the truth, I can steer things in the right direction to get the verdict in your favor. So, first things first, we need to…"
"Kill the witnesses?" Vyan interjected, as casually as if he were suggesting lunch.
"No," she shot back, giving him a hard look. "We are not committing three more murders to cover up one crime." She dropped his hand and wrapped her arms around herself, her fingers tracing absent patterns along her sleeves as she began pacing, her mind whirling. "Alright, think, think... What can we do..."
She was so lost in her thoughts that she almost missed the low chuckle slipping past Vyan's lips.
Her eyes snapped up to him. "And what, exactly, do you find so funny?"
