Neil slumped into the chair, his head heavy with the weight of everything that had just transpired. His world, which he had meticulously controlled, seemed to be unraveling before him. The room felt oppressive, the silence thick with unspoken truths and buried secrets. He rubbed his temples, trying to piece together his next move, when the sound of approaching footsteps caught his attention.
Agent Gary entered, his face drawn and serious. He stopped in front of Neil, his posture tense, as if bracing for the storm that was about to hit.
Neil lifted his gaze, a flicker of hope crossing his face, searching for answers. "What is it, Gary?" he asked, his voice hollow.
Gary hesitated for a moment, then said in a measured tone, "Sir, we’ve retrieved the CCTV footage from the Suegra Hotel."
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