"And besides, this interrogation has taught me a very humbling lesson," Victor Sinclair said, his voice dropping into a tone of practiced, weary humility. He sighed, adjusting his glasses and looking at Ambrose Ward with an expression that was almost paternal. "I have to face the truth—I’m simply not the man I used to be. The years in the General Affairs Division have taken their toll. My energy is flagging, and my edge has dulled. But you, Ambrose... you are in your prime. You’re burnishing your résumé with every move you make. A man of your talents shouldn't be held back by an old hand like me."
Victor leaned in, a thin, oily smile appearing on his face. "The work of the Joint Investigation Task Force is far too important to be stalled by my limitations. From here on out, I’d like you t
