“Those two,” Cain said, pointing at one of them, then at the other. They both looked like they were about to piss themselves. “They helped take her.” Remy must have gotten his hands on video. “What—what happened?” One of them started to say. “We didn’t do anything—” “I hate liars. Don’t tell me none of you knew,” Cain said quietly for a second time today, and the room went even more still than it had before. He glanced around the room. “We’re going to have a conversation about playing with my toys.”
