Jameson leaned back in his chair, eyes locked on Ashby's. "The symbols found at each site... they match the patterns used in certain... spiritual practices. Practices that involve manipulation, control."
"No," Ashby replied, his voice steady.
The battle of wits between detective and suspect had only just begun, with the truth remaining as elusive as ever. But Jameson was convinced that by the end of it, he would uncover the secrets that had been hidden for so long, secrets that could potentially unravel the very fabric of their reality. Voodooed 24 05 22 Ashby Winter Interrogation XX...
"I know nothing," Ashby stated flatly, his voice devoid of emotion. Jameson leaned back in his chair, eyes locked on Ashby's
Ashby's expression didn't change, but Jameson detected a flicker in his eyes—a fleeting shadow of fear or perhaps defiance. Jameson leaned back in his chair