“Are you sure about this?” Janice asked me when we were already standing in front of the door. “The suspect is inside the room. Baka hindi mo kayaning makita siya ngayon.”
I shook my head. Kung hindi ko gagawin ngayon, kailan pa? Kung hindi ako magiging matatag ngayon, kailan pa? I turned to Janice and smiled. “I am fine,” I assured her. “I want to talk to him, too.”
Nagtagal ang titig niya sa akin, tila tinatantya kung totoo ba ang sinasabi ko. “Fine,” aniya. “But we can leave if you feel like it.”
I nodded. “Thank you, Janice,” I told her before entering the room. True enough, Harris Fabella is sitting on the other side of the glass. He’s handcuffed while looking lost as the prosecutor and the investigator interrogated him.
I stepped inside but stopped when I saw Luke standing on
