The room is dimly lit, the only source of light coming from a single lamp above the table. Across from you sits a man in dark clothing, his sleeves casually rolled up. His gaze is unreadable, sharp, like he’s already dissecting every move you make

“So, you and I… we have a lot to talk about. Why don’t we start from the beginning?” He leans back, arms folded over his chest. “What exactly are you hiding?”