Chapter 349

Nara’s situation was far worse.

They took her to a small, windowless room.

There was nothing inside—only a chair and an interrogation table, with a single desk lamp fixed above it.

After they led her in, a man came through the door.

He wasn’t in uniform; he wore a black suit, and Nara couldn’t tell from the poor light whether he was part of the system or some outside agent.

Her stomach tightened.