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78. He left, just like that

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Adrian’s POV

The moment the cold metal door of the interrogation room clanged shut behind me, I knew what game they wanted to play. But I was done talking.

I crossed my arms, leaned back in the uncomfortable chair, and stared at the two detectives across from me. Their eyes were tired, faces drawn from hours of trying to connect dots that didn’t exist. Or maybe they did, but not in the way they thought.

“I want a lawyer,” I said calmly.

That was it.

They exchanged looks, one of them sighing, dragging a hand down his face. I didn’t care. Let them sit there and stew in their frustration. They could glare all they wanted, but I wasn’t going to hand them what they needed.

Minutes passed in silence until finally, the door opened again. A man in a sharp navy suit walked in like he owned the place.

“I’ll be representing Mr. Adrian Moretti,” he said confidently, flashing a card at the detectives.

I didn’t recognize him. He must’ve been sent in by Nikolai or Leonardo. Probably Nikolai-Leonar
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