Chapter 104
Nolan
He drags both hands through his hair, fingers shaking in a way Jack never lets them be.
His shoulders slump.
Not in surrender — in exhaustion. In fear.
The moment he looks at me, I know I'm not going to like what I hear.
And then he tells me.
By the time he's finished speaking, my mouth is dry.
"Fuck," I breathe.
My voice sounds thin to my own ears.
Too small for the weight of what he just told me.
He nods once, jaw clenched so tight I can hear his teeth grind.
And suddenly the walls feel too close.
The room too quiet.
The world too predatory.
Those four men…
No — monsters.
Wait.
My stomach drops.
"You know about them?" I ask, voice barely above a whisper.
I didn't tell him.
Ciel definitely didn't.
My pulse spikes.
"How—?"
Jack doesn't look at me.
His jaw works, slowly, like he's biting down on something bitter and refusing to spit it out.
"I do." he answers quietly.
Silence stretches. Tight. Suffocating.
