Finding Doreen

Henry's smile widened, his eyes gleaming with a wicked determination. "Oh, but you shouldn't fear, Max. Think of your wife and children, the life they will lead without you. Now, I will ask you again: Were you involved in my sister's disappearance?"

Max's silence spoke volumes. His realization of the gravity of the situation was apparent. The room fell quiet, anticipation hanging in the air like a thick fog.

Then, in a moment of aggression, Max responded, "Yes, I pushed her down the stairs. But no one told me where she is or if she's even alive."

Henry's disappointment surged through him like a tidal wave, the answer falling short of his hopes. Undeterred, he posed the question again, his voice steady and resolved. "Max, were you involved in my sister's disappearance?"

Max repeated his earlier response, his defiance shining through his pain. Henry was determined to get an answer, but he knew that Max was not going to give him the one he wanted. Despite the disappointment, he still pus