I stepped out of the interrogation room, my legs unsteady, as if the weight of Sarah’s bargain was physically pressing down on me. The cold air of the police station felt suffocating, but I forced myself to keep moving. I barely made it a few steps before Theo appeared in front of me, arms crossed, his expression unreadable.
"So," Theo started, his voice tight. "Are you really going to do it? Are you going to follow through with Sarah’s demands?"
I exhaled, rubbing a hand over my face. "As long as it ensures the possibility of rescuing Grachelle from that crazy man, yes."
Theo’s jaw clenched, his fists tightening at his sides. "This is insane, Ram. You’re basically selling yourself to her. And for what? We don’t even know if she’s telling the truth."
I locked eyes with him. "I don’t ha
