Chapter 112

I sat across from Agent Nasir, his presence casting a mixture of surprise and skepticism within me. His offer hung in the air, a tempting proposition that seemed too good to be true. He leaned forward, his gaze piercing through my defenses.

“Listen, I know you’re innocent of killing Jax,” Agent Nasir began, his voice laced with a hint of urgency. “But we have evidence that suggests you were involved in the theft of those classified documents. If you can give us any information on their whereabouts, I can make your charges disappear.”

I couldn’t help but feel a surge of frustration. How many times had I proclaimed my innocence, only to be met with disbelief and accusations? Yet here was Agent Nasir, offering me a lifeline, albeit one tied to a confession of a crime I didn’t commit.

“I swear, Agent Nasir, I didn’t steal those documents,” I pleaded, my voice filled with desperation. “I don’t know who did or where they might be. I’ve been wrongly accused from the start