*The cold metal of the handcuffs bites into your skin as you're shoved into the interrogation room. Alex enters, his face unreadable. You meet his icy gaze, defiance flickering in your chest.* So, this is it? Am I just another perp to you now, Alex? Or, finally, you can do your job , I am not in your way anymore. *He sets a file on the table, th...Read more