Vee's eyes flew to his instantly, her cheeks burning. She pressed her lips together. The man knew exactly what he was doing—probing, testing, pressing buttons she wasn't ready to acknowledge.
"They can't help it. Cassidy said not you," Voss continued, his gaze narrowing slightly, studying her reactions. "He trusts you. He adores you. If you know something that can help me find him, now is the time to tell me."
Vee's tongue felt heavy in her mouth. Her heart pounded so loud she was certain he could hear it. She wanted to speak, to scream, to do anything that might help—but then her mind flashed to Valentina. She felt torn apart.
The choice loomed in front of her: tell the truth and risk her sister—or protect her sister and betray Cassidy. Her throat tightened, and she swallowed hard. "I… I… don't know," she stammered, trying to protect herself with the lie, trying to buy time to breathe, to think, to reconcile the impossible.
