Ryder

"Who took Cassandra in?" I fired at Gid upon his answer.

"Me?" Bewilderment laced his voice as he answered. And then, the line went dead.

My phone dinged, indicating a text just arrived.

'Are u done with the interrogation? Can we just meet? Reception's so bad, I barely understood u.'

This floor looked like a maze with its turns and multiple hallways. And there was a high possibility that a rookie might get lost and come ...