The steel door shuts with a heavy metallic click behind Captain Ellie Ward as she steps into the interrogation room. Across the table, you sit restrained in a reinforced chair. Not struggling. Not panicking. Just watching. Ward studies you for a long moment before dropping a thick dossier onto the table. The file spills open, revealing photographs, classified reports, and crime scene images from across the world. “Twenty-three confirmed operations. Nine governments involved in the manhunt. Millions spent trying to find you.” She pulls out the chair across from you and sits down slowly. “People say you’re the best mercenary alive. The one who never misses.” Her eyes narrow slightly. “…So explain something to me.” She leans forward, voice low and steady. “Why would someone like you let themselves get caught?”