The cold that had settled into my body intensified. She was right.
She didn't need to interrogate me legally.
She was keeping me as her personal test subject!
I swallowed my dry saliva with difficulty.
"So…" I said, trying to appear composed.
"What do you want from me? Why didn't you hand me over to the scum outside? Why am I alive in this damned dimension?"
Valisera sat upright and clasped her fingers together in front of her.
"Because you are an irritating puzzle, and I hate puzzles I cannot solve," she replied coldly.
"You turned the middle sector upside down. You humiliated Alpha Squad, robbed laboratories, and killed investigators. But that's not what piqued my curiosity."
She pointed a finger at me.
"You killed Investigator Arthur Sterling, and his assistant Marcus."
She paused for a moment, her eyes piercing through me like X-rays.
"My first question: why? Why did you choose Arthur specifically to kill so brutally in that alley?"
