The moment they were inside, Ivy slammed the door shut and tossed Sal forward. He stumbled, barely catching his balance before his back hit the wall.
"Ouch," he hissed, rubbing his shoulder. But the complaint died quickly as he looked up.
Ivy was staring at him.
Her eyes were sharp enough to peel skin.
For a brief moment, Sal regretted everything.
A moment of weakness had made him run to her for protection. Now, standing alone with her in a closed room, he realized just how badly he had miscalculated.
I should have let the guards drag me, he cried internally. She is scarier than them.
"Sit."
The single word snapped him out of his thoughts.
Sal blinked, staring at her in shock.
Confusion spread across his face as he quickly shook his head. "I’m fine," he said with a forced smile, his body already debating whether to make a run for the door.
Ivy watched him for a second, then gave a small shrug.
"Don’t say I didn’t warn you."
His face instantly paled.
"W-what do you mean?"
Am I about to get murdered in silence? Did I choose the wrong person to beg for help?
Sal had never truly regretted his decisions before. But ever since he crossed paths with this woman—this woman who tricked him by pretending to be Raven—his life had taken a very unfortunate turn.
Ivy ignored his spiraling thoughts and got straight to the point.
"I know you think I tricked you and that you’re being held captive because of me. But trust me, I didn’t know Xander was following me."
Her eyes sharpened slightly as she thought back to that moment in the park—how Xander had appeared while she was dealing with those goons. She still wasn’t sure how much he had seen or heard.
But since he had never questioned her about it, she chose to believe he hadn’t caught anything important.
Sal, however, frowned as he listened. The initial shock on his face slowly faded, replaced by skepticism.
"You really think you can fool me twice?" he said, letting out a small, disbelieving chuckle.
He pushed himself off the wall, folding his arms as he looked at her.
"I’ll admit, the first time was impressive. Pretending to be Raven, contacting me like that... I didn’t even question it." He shook his head slightly, almost annoyed at himself. "Didn’t think anyone would have the guts to pull something like that."
His gaze hardened.
"But I’m not that easy to fool again."
He pointed a finger at her, as if making a very serious declaration.
"Trust is broken. Gone. Finished. Deleted permanently."
A pause.
Then he added, a little quieter, "Also, slightly traumatized."
Ivy didn’t react.
That somehow made it worse.
Sal shifted awkwardly under her silence, then cleared his throat.
"Look, whatever game you’re playing, I’m not part of it anymore. So if you’re planning to scare me into cooperating, I should warn you—"
"I am Raven."

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