“I didn’t do anything.” I bit back, but his hand came down hard, snapping my head to the side before I could react.

“Wrong answer.” Malcolm burst out, shaking in laughter and taking too much pleasure in this. I gritted my teeth against the pain, ingraining his voice in my head for when I would come for him. “Oh yeah, for every wrong response, you get punished.”

I raised my head to stare at him, and his lips widened so much as he smiled. He was enjoying this too much, and I promised he will be the first to go when I am ready.

“What did you do to Micah?”...