Chapter 34: The Interrogation

Chapter 34: The Interrogation

Marcus sat in the cold interrogation room, wrists chained to a metal table that had seen better days. Rust crept along its edges like dried blood. The stone walls pressed in from all sides, barely wide enough for the table and two chairs. A single oil lamp flickered overhead, casting shadows that danced across the face of the man sitting across from him.

Chief Interrogator Hadwin. Mid-forties, graying at the temples, with the kind of eyes that had seen too many lies to believe anything anymore.

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