Kane agreed to Wyatt’s request.
As he stood up, he made a subtle gesture towards the specially coated one-way glass of the interrogation room — a movement so discreet that it looked like he was merely flexing his wrist.
The next second, a tiny red dot lit up on the camera in the corner of the room, which had previously been as silent as a piece of furniture, and began to flash slowly.
Victor’s eyes flickered slightly at the sight.
In other words, the recording equipment hadn’t been activated until Wyatt was truly ready to speak. Kane had been waiting — waiting for the suspect to voluntarily enter a state of confession that was legal, explicit and left no room for retreat. Only now had he completed the process, turning this statement into something that could truly be used as evidence i
