Chapter 853:

The white-clad guard gulped involuntarily. It had been two years since Tonya last conducted an interrogation with her hair tied up, and the memory of the previous subject’s fate lingered. It was a fate worse than any nightmare.

The white-clad guard nodded.

“Alright, Tonya.”

Tonya stood casually with her hands in her pockets, leaning against the interrogation table. She half-opened her eyes and asked the black-clad guard, “What happened last night?”

The black-clad guard lifted his head and detailed the previous night’s events.

His tone carried a hint of annoyance when he spoke of Etta’s attempt to bargain.

Tonya nodded, absentmindedly fiddling with the pen holder on the table. It had been some time since she had been active. She needed to prove to Harlee that she was still as sharp as ever.

led in. She looked around at the oppressive setting. Was prison meant to feel this suffocating? But she quickly dismissed the thought as she turned and

she halted, the white-clad

“You…”

said, dragging Etta forward. The

so talkative, held

slammed shut automatically, causing

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of several small chambers within

She was shocked, unable to believe that such places still existed in the world, where illegitimate interrogation methods were used. Wouldn’t they get caught because of

must have been mistaken. She leaned forward for a

Etta jumped again, and just as she was about to speak, Tonya interjected, “Etta, are you still planning to

wanted to retort, but the guards’ words from the previous night suddenly resurfaced in her mind, causing her to lose all her defiance. She compliantly responded, “I’ll tell you everything.

edge of the table and released a chilling laugh at Etta’s declaration, thinking to herself

Etta, it sounded like a sinister worm drilling into her brain, causing a buzzing in

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