GREYMy stomach had been churning for hours. Today was the day of Abigail's interrogation. So far, we had found three employees who needed further observations, and I hoped that Abigail wouldn't have to join them.The specific kind of truth serum we had been using was efficient, but it left the mind clouded. It was good to verify simple truths, answers yes or no, or choosing one from a few options, but not to get more specific information.For now, we didn't lock anyone up. We wanted them to believe they had passed the test. We wanted them to continue doing what they had been doing, so we could learn how they communicate and then catch them red-handed. It was an annoying process that required time we didn't have, but this was also our only option.A knock on the door sounded, and I knew exactly who it was. “Come in, Poppy,” I called out, leaning back in my seat.Today, I hadn't gone to the company. I had spent the day in the mansion, mentally preparing for what needed to be done. I ha
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