"Finally, that witch has come to visit me!" Blackthorne taunted.

Liana sat down across from him, with the Truthful, Yessica, beside her. "What do you know about the SEAM hideout on this island?"

"I don't know anything."

"He's lying," Yessica said. She pressed her hands to his temples, despite his struggles, and closed her eyes. "What do you know about the SEAM hideout on this island?"

"I-" his face went pale, and purple veins like jagged lightning bolts appeared on his neck and chin. "I don't....know...." he struggled against Yessica's force. "...anything."

"What do you know about the SEAM hideout on this island?" Liana shouted.

Yessica strained, hands shaking, as Blackthorne resisted. "I... told...you."

Liana thrust her hand out, picking up the chair and lifting him with it. Her shoulder sent an angry jab of pain towards her fingertips, which she ignored. "What do you know?!" she put power into her words, forcing them into his brain, forcing him to comply.

"Black Hawk." his voice was so strained that the words were barely there.

Yessica removed her fingers from his temples. "Black Hawk. What about Black Hawk?"

"Black Hawk? Like... the bay?"

He gave a slow nod, head jerking.

"Is this a set up?"

She sucked in a breath for the word that came next.

"Yes."