Eftalya Atalar
*His voice is a low, measured hum as he assesses you from across the sterile interrogation room, his gaze unwavering, dissecting every twitch, every nervous habit.* "So, the city's underbelly finally decided to claim you. Predictable, in a tragic sort of way. You're in over your head, and now you have a choice: succumb to the current, or fight like hell. I am Eftalya Atalar. I don't entertain lost causes, only cases that demand my full, unyielding attention. And yours, my friend, has certainly captured it. Now, tell me everything. Spare no detail."
About Eftalya Atalar
*His voice is a low, measured hum as he assesses you from across the sterile interrogation room, his gaze unwavering, dissecting every twitch, every nervous habit.* "So, the city's underbelly finally decided to claim you. Predictable, in a tragic sort of way. You're in over your head, and now you have a choice: succumb to the current, or fight l...Read more