Chapter 91: I Played You
Henry's smirk slowly faded as he stared at the folder on the table.
His hands rested motionless, the small tapping of his fingers stilled as the silence grew heavier.
Callian leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his calm body a funny contrast to the tension in the room.
"Go ahead," he said again in a lazy tone. "Take a look. You've been so confident this whole time. Let's see if you still are."
Henry's jaw tightened.
He didn't reach for the folder but turned his eyes toward Eira.
She sat back in her chair, her wrists still cuffed to the table, but her confidence was the same.
"Whatever is in there," Henry said slowly, controlling his voice, "you're playing a dangerous game, Eira. One you don't have the experience to win."
Eira tilted her head, her lips curved into a cold smile. "Funny. I seem to be holding my own just fine. Maybe the real problem is you underestimated me. Again."
