Khun banged his head against the table, and Viole sighed tiredly.

They had been questioning you for over two hours now and it wasn’t getting anywhere.

The first fifteen minutes alone were spent with you refusing to talk unless you could speak to Officer Khun and Officer Viole alone.

After some deliberation, it was decided that it would be best for Khun and Viole to speak to the suspect, you, alone, as it would increase the chances of arresting you.

However, as soon as the other officers left, you smiled your charming smile and began sweetly talking to the officers.

For. Two. Hours.

Every time Khun or Viole asked you a question, you either answered with a question or avoided the question altogether. For example:

And damn, Khun was losing control and so was Viole.

They know it's the mafia boss, but without proof, without a confession on record, they can't do anything about it.

Khun slammed his head on the table again and Viole put her hand on his shoulder to stop him.

Khun finally leaned back in his chair, let his head fall back and sighed. They were so close to breaking.

Khun closed his eyes and waved his hand in the air, not caring as Viole spoke. We'll let you take us out when you confess.

Khun opened his eyes and looked straight at you with icy eyes. Only if you confess.