Aaron took a deep breath, his gaze heavy with swirling emotions. "When I first joined the force, I heard all about your exploits. You were the epitome of what we all aspired to be.


    So, imagine how I felt learning about what you''ve been involved in. Watching the ideals I held so firmly crumble, seeing my hero side with the devil. Did you really think that arresting you, that moment was purely about the thrill of the chase for me?"


    Wayne''s broad shoulders shook violently, his proud posture crumbling inch by inch.


    He covered his face with his hands, and after a long moment, the cold room echoed with his pained sobs, tears of regret streaming through his fingers, pattering onto the table.


    Aaron felt a tightness in his chest, emotions surging, unsure of where to even begin.


    "The direction of your investigation... it was always right," Wayne finally said, wiping away his tears, his voice breaking and hoarse. "The person pulling the strings behind me is Avery, the current chairman of The Chambers Group."


    Aaron''s heart raced, he held his breath, waiting for him to continue.


    "My wife, she''s in the advanced stages of Alzheimer''s," Wayne continued, eyes closed, lost in bitter memories. "Three years ago, her condition started to worsen. I searched the world for a cure, exhausted every connection, spent all our savings, and yet, her condition remained unchanged.


    Just when I was about to lose hope... Avery approached me. He told me his boss owned a biotech research facility working on a drug that could specifically target my wife''s symptoms. In Country M, where medical technology is years ahead, what would take decades at home, could be achieved in just five years!"


    Aaron urgently asked, "What''s the name of that research facility?"


    "It''s called... RC."


    "And Avery''s boss, who is he?"


    Wayne shook his head weakly, "I don''t know... Avery was always secretive about him, but I could tell, his loyalty to that man was absolute, almost godlike. He would sacrifice his life without hesitation.


    Now that I think about it... Avery was brainwashed by him. But who am I to judge? I was seduced by Avery''s promises just the same."


    Aaron''s gaze turned steely. "Continue."


    "Avery brought that drug back, and to speed up data collection, he disguised it as a designer drug, spreading it through the undergroundworks. And I, I was his cleaner, removing any obstacle that could impede the drug trials.


    I willingly did his bidding, all for the hope that this drug would be the miracle we needed. But now, it seems... it was all a mistake from the start."


    "Avery didn''t reach out to you three years ago to help you, but to drag you into a sinister trap. You weren''t lucky; you were just another talented pawn he picked from the crowd."


    Aaron cut through the deception with precision. "Your desperation for the new drug allowed him to control you, manipte you, use you.


    And once he got what he wanted, he''d discard you without a second thought, even destroy youpletely. Those hitmen that night were the undeniable proof!"