George's POV

This was done on purpose, carefully planned. It wasn’t some small-time criminal. I looked at Edward, my eyes sharp.

Edward looked furious but tried to keep it hidden. “We could try –”

“No.” I stopped him, my voice low and threatening. “No soft questions. We make him talk.” I stepped forward, balling my hand into a fist. “And I’ll do it.”

Edward's eyes grew wide, and he looked worried. “Your Highness, are you sure? Maybe-“

“I’m sure.” I snapped, cutting him off. I’d waited too long, been too patient. I was done being nice. This guy knew things, dangerous things, and I’d get them out of him if...