*Lisbeth*
I find myself tightly bound to a chair as Bertelsen approaches, his eyes filled with malice. I muster my courage and defiantly say, "You can kill me here, but..."
Bertelsen interrupts me, his voice dripping with disdain, "Shut up!"
His words are harsh, but I refuse to be silenced. I press on, "But know this, Bertelsen, I won't go down without a fight."
“I am not gonna kill you, the sins of your past are,” He smirks and turns towards the door, beckoning someone inside. "Let me introduce Peter Sørensen," he announces.
As the man I once framed for murder enters the room, Bertelsen addresses him with a twisted smile, "Do you remember Lisbeth? She framed you, accused you of a crime you elseway would have walked away from."
Bertelsen's words hang heavy in the air as he looks back
