Elena Torres (POV)

The atmosphere in the living room has changed from intense to grave, the chief guard's brother was literally pleading for his life to be spared. His innocent cries vibrated through the room, setting everyone's heart in anguish.

I gripped Andy's hand before he could stand up and walk towards the poor boy. I have never witnessed someone in such agony before, this is unjust of Andy.

"Can't you find another means to force confession out of your guard? Why involve the poor boy ...