Eric glared at the detective, his eyes reflecting the waves of confusion that he felt, although he somehow managed to keep a stern face. This detective was too experienced to be deceived by it.
He moved closer and placed one hand on Eric's shoulder, speaking with a calm tone:
"I have seen several victims like you. All of them are used by Whitman, and because of it, I have been at his tail for years. He was very secretive about you, I think you are special in a way that he can never compensate for. And there is still time, I just need you to talk to me, let's destroy Whitman together."
A frown broke out of his face:
"How am I supposed to know if you are telling the truth? What if that video is a fake?"
The detective sighed.
"I know that you will continue to be paranoid. Don't worry, I am not in a rush, I think you just got into some messy shit and it's a pity you don't realize how dire your situation is."
