64. Hope and traditions

(Vera)

Caden looked at Blaine and then at Mateo, his face creasing in despair as he ran his finger's through his hair and tugged. "I really don't know anything, trust me. But she will know the answers to your questions."

Blaine finally took his hands away, trying to calm down, but I could see the flicker of emotions in his eyes. He looked broken.

Caden's words hung heavily in the air for a few minutes as we stood there in silence, contemplating our next move. Blaine and Mateo exchanged a quick glance before turning their attention back to Caden, their eyes, both green, but both so different from each other's narrowing at his face.

"She isn't going to tell us anything. We have been questioning her, but she barely tells us anything, except goading us," I said with a frown and Caden winced.

"I can try to talk with her?" Caden's eyes were questioning.

"It is worth a shot," Mateo said as he placed his hand on Blaine's arms, trying to calm him down, but Blaine was still snarling, his face