
She sat Jude down with a good stew, crackers, and a drink. A full stomach would help get him talking, but if that didn't work, Rory's intense staring sure as hell would. She wasn't quite at the 'no lying ultimatum' stage of anger, but it was close enough.
"Jude, I need you to tell me everything that happened? How did you even--" She sighed. "How prepared were you for something like that? You knew it could happen, right?" She clenched her fists.