The fine purple clay cup fell to the floor, shattering into several pieces, yet his face still held a frustrated anger.
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「The Interrogation Room」
Michael Freenan pushed the door open and walked in. The officer in charge of interrogating Irene Spencer immediately stood at attention.
"How's it going?" Michael asked.
A subordinate pursed his lips, then showed him the notebook. Apart from the details in the top section, the rest of the page was blank.
Clearly, Irene had said nothing.
Michael took the notebook from his subordinate, casually tossed it onto the table, and with a light wave of his hand, dismissed the others. Soon, he was alone in the interrogation room with Irene.
He pulled up a chair, sat opposite her, and offered her a bottle of water.
