Chapter 167

I stood in the dimly lit interrogation room, facing Superintendent Carolina Lopez, a key figure in Talisca’s criminal network. Her eyes darted nervously as I stared at her, determined to extract the truth about my father’s murder. The room was filled with an air of tension, the weight of justice hanging heavy in the air.

“Superintendent Lopez,” I said, my voice firm and unwavering. “You’ve been instrumental in Talisca’s operations, and I know you have information about those who played a role in my father’s death. Now, I want names. I want the truth.”

Carolina’s lips trembled slightly, her eyes avoiding direct contact with mine. She knew the consequences of withholding information, and the fear of retribution from both sides weighed heavily on her.

“I… I can give you names,” she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. “But you have to promise me protection. Talisca will stop at nothing to silence me.”

I nodded, a solemn assurance that her safety would be