his core. "She was involved in the kidnapping of Ser

trollable fury. "Seraphina? My sister, tortured and held captive

She hasn't spoken a wor

milian's eyes blazed with a resolve as cold as it was fierce. "This e

him. Each silent echo of his steps was a grim reminder of the screams he couldn't forg

broken form etched into his mind. "She's key to unraveling this," he muttered to himself.

prided himself on his adherence to justice, yet now, faced with the archite

manded into the receiver, "but remember-we are officers of the law. We do this

retribution; it was about extracting the truth without losing himself in the process. For Se

latest revelations about Sofia Hayward-now known as Diana-piercing through him like shards of glass. His n

hal calm, dripping with contempt as he gazed down at Diana, who, despite her disheve

blend of defiance and despair, tears mingling with the

the last moment, he pulled back, the slap turning into a clenched fist that thudded against the cell

ed, her body tensing for impact that never came. Her gaze did not waver, her lips parting to bre

tting him harder than any physical blow could. He took a step b

s suffering, Maximilian knelt beside Diana, not as an agent to a suspect, but as

her body on the brink of collapse from the emotional

ong shadow in the flickering light of the cell. He knew that despite his rage, descending into brutalit

," Maximilian vowed quietly, more to himself than to the unconsci

long and perilous road ahead. The road to justice was indeed fraught with peril, and on that road, he m