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approached with measured steps and sat across from her adversary, her face impassive as she observed Kylee, who was withdrawn, her head bowed.

unflinching directness, Linsey broke the heavy silence. “Are

laugh that rippled through her frame like

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

wasn’t quite laughter—more like something broken rattling within her chest. Even the

had fully crossed into

Gorman lies dead, though he was never your intended

imagination

Kylee’s features, leaving behind something feral and raw as her stare bored into

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

with a fury bordering on hatred. “He ruined everything! Your corpse should be cooling on that floor, Linsey! What cursed luck

with marble stillness, her expression carved

exhausted itself, Linsey’s voice cut through the aftermath like a blade. “Who helped

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