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70: The interrogation
Author: Faith
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“Why exactly are we here?” Mr. Mercer asked, his eyes narrowing with suspicion as he stared at Leon, curious to uncover the identity behind the mask. He even went as far as to hide his face inside the restaurant.

“There’s something I’ve been trying to piece together for a while now,” Leon began, glancing between the two of them. “And as it turns out, you two may be the final pieces I need.”

Mrs. Mercer arched a brow, clearly unimpressed.“Pieces to what, exactly?”

Leon gave a slow, deliberate nod. “You see, in healing, just like in truth, there is always a cause before the cure. One cannot correct what they do not first understand. There must be a diagnosis before there can be restoration...”

“And what does that have to do with us?” Mr. Merced cut him off, impatience beginning to show.

Leon let out a deep breath.

“Maybe I’m been a little too roundabout with my words,” he admitted, then fixed his eyes directly on Mr. Mercer. “Your nephew, Daniel Mercer… he didn’t just get into an a
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