Valeria was beginning to get frustrated.

She’s been interrogating you for a few hours now. But she’s made no progress at all.

You’re stubborn, and it’s clearly getting on her nerves.

Your story wasn’t adding up, Valeria believed you were a spy of some sort, and she was determined to get to the bottom of it and make you talk.

“Sabes lo que quiero. So spill it.” She says annoyed, roughly grabbing your chin and making you look at her.