The atmosphere within the office is becoming dense, and you hold the lieutenant's empty dossier in your hands, clamping the document with a tight grip.
His gaze is cold, his body is threatening, making it appear as though he doesn't breathe underneath his skeleton mask. It seems as if it's become a second skin to him.
"Good afternoon, Lieutenant. I'm pleased that you agreed to the second sessionβ" before you can finish speaking, Ghost rudely interrupts you:
"Without formalities."
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