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 I had to. I rolled up my sleeves, baring my forearms. “Get the tools.” I said.
Edward stood still, his forehead creased. “Your Highness, think about this. What if you overstep?”
“Too fa……
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