Chapter 923



Chapter 923:

Collin's frown deepened, a clear sign of confusion. Linsey's reasoning eluded him.

Yet, seeing her unwavering resolve, he relented and stopped protesting.

"Very well, I'll keep watch outside. Don't linger too long," he said.

Linsey gave a reassuring nod. "I won't. Visitation rules here are quite strict anyway."

Shortly thereafter, guided by a stern-faced officer, Linsey stepped into the austere interview room.

Kylee, hunched at the institutional table, barely reacted to Linsey's entrance, offering only the slightest tilt of her head. Linsey approached with measured steps and sat across from her adversary, her face impassive as she observed Kylee, who was withdrawn, her head bowed.

With unflinching directness, Linsey broke the heavy silence. "Are you aware that Gorman is dead?"

Kylee lowered her head, releasing a bitter laugh that rippled through her frame like ice cracking.

"I know, of course I know." Her gaze snapped upward, locking with Linsey's in a predatory stare. A twisted smile curled across her lips, her face radiating the feverish glow of someone intoxicated by their own malice. "That knife was made for your death. Any soul pierced by its edge would bleed out in moments-even a shallow wound would drain them dry before help could arrive."

The sound that escaped Kylee wasn't quite laughter-more like something broken rattling within her chest. Even the seasoned officers shifted

uncomfortably.

She had fully crossed into madness.

Linsey regarded Kylee with an icy composure. "Yet Gorman lies dead, though he was never your intended victim."

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The satisfaction drained from Kylee's features, leaving behind something feral and raw as her stare bored into Linsey.

Silence stretched between them before Kylee erupted. "You got him killed. The knife was meant for you alone! But Gorman-that fool threw himself in my way, shielding you with his worthless life! How dare you blame me for his heroics?"

Each word tore from Kylee's throat, her eyes blazing crimson with a fury bordering on hatred. "He ruined everything! Your corpse should be cooling on that floor, Linsey! What cursed luck keeps you alive? Why do you get to live?"

Linsey absorbed the tirade with marble stillness, her expression carved from stone.

When Kylee's rage finally exhausted itself, Linsey's voice cut through the aftermath like a blade. "Who helped you get that knife?"

"What? Getting scared now?" Kylee

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