Chapter 6 - THE INTERROGATION ROOM
Inside the cinder-block interrogation room at the county precinct, fluorescent lights buzzed overhead with a low hum.
Elena sat at the metal table wearing an orange jumpsuit, her dark hair tangled and her pale skin devoid of makeup.
Detective Vance sat down across from her, dropping a thick manila folder onto the stainless-steel surface.
"Your diplomatic cover in Europe expired three years ago, Elena... your real name is Helga Rostova," the detective stated.
Elena scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest and leaning back with an arrogant, unbothered smirk.
"I demand to speak with my legal counsel immediately; you have no jurisdiction over my personal affairs," Elena snapped.
"Kidnapping, identity fraud, and child abuse cross state and international lines, Ms. Rostova," the detective corrected her smoothly.
He slid an 8x10 glossy photograph across the table showing the forged marriage license used to dupe Mark Cole.
"Your co-conspirator downtown just signed a full confession implicating you in the asset seizure scheme," the detective bluffed.
Elena’s smirk faltered, her dark eyes darting toward the one-way observation mirror on the far wall.
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"He's lying... Julian never would have turned on me," Elena hissed, accidentally revealing her main accomplice.
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