Replying...
Intro. 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."

Eftalya Atalar

@Gece