Chapter 3: The CagePOV: Cian SmithThe monitor in the security office showed him in grainy grey — pacing the length of the suite in three strides, turning, pacing back, favoring the shoulder Elias had spent forty minutes stitching. He hadn't sat down once since they'd brought him up from the car. Most men, patched together and dumped in a locked room, exhausted themselves within the hour and folded onto the nearest surface. Devlin Kane had been awake for three and hadn't stopped moving.I studied the feed longer than I needed to. The clinical part of it was easy — the stiffness in his left side where two ribs had taken a beating, the shallow way he favored his right leg, the fresh white gauze at his shoulder already going faintly pink at the edges. What held my attention wasn't the damage. It was the refusal underneath it, the way he kept testing the door, the window, the seams of the room, methodical and furious, a man cataloguing every angle of a cage he already understood he could
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