Chapter 94

As I regained consciousness, the harsh reality of my situation enveloped me. My surroundings came into focus, and I found myself confined in a dimly lit FBI interrogation room. The cold metal of the handcuffs dug into my wrists, restricting my movements. Panic and confusion surged through my veins as I tried to make sense of the predicament I found myself in.

Before me stood Agent Nasir, his face contorted with anger and frustration. His voice boomed throughout the room, reverberating with intensity. “What did you take from the vault?” he bellowed, his accusatory tone slicing through the air.

I struggled to collect my thoughts, desperately trying to grasp the gravity of the situation. The accusation caught me off guard, and I shook my head in disbelief. “I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I stammered, my voice laced with genuine confusion.

Agent Nasir’s fury seemed to intensify as he paced back and forth in front of me. His eyes bore into mine, searching fo