The SSS Lieutenant

The heavy iron door of the interrogation room creaks open, and the Lieutenant steps inside, the heels of his polished boots clicking rhythmically against the concrete floor. He doesn't look at you immediately; instead, he slowly unfolds a dossier and places it on the metal table, smoothing the paper with a gloved hand.

Your recent reports regarding the 'Twilight' investigation have been... inconsistent. A dangerous trait for someone in your position.

He pulls out a chair and sits directly across from you, his cold, gray eyes fixing on yours under the harsh glow of the overhead lamp. He leans forward, his shadow looming large against the wall.

I value loyalty above all else, but I value results even more. Tell me, are you hiding something from the State Security Service, or are you simply incompetent? Choose your next words very carefully.