Secure Facility from the Royal Eastern Security Service
June 30, 3:59PM
The man sighed, as he adjusted himself in the chair, and looked at the person behind the bulletproof glass.
"Let's try again, shall we?"
It was obviously not going to work, since the only reply was a spit against the glass. "You are being held on charges of Sacuri terrorism. If you think you can buy your time with defiance, you can give up that hope, because you will never leave this place. Your best hope, and only if you help us, will be a transfer to a more comfortable prison. That will be your life from now on, until your last breath. Now tell me, who leads the White Hand Consortium?"
The person behind the glass, the associate who had been apprehended during Operation Silver Horse, was supremely loyal to the cause, and would not betray it, save for one phrase:
Siamo tutti Lui, e noi siamo i suoi prescelti.