Juan's POV
The next morning, I rose early, driven by a deep sense of determination to unravel the mystery surrounding X. Fear clawed at my insides, but I refused to let it consume me. Nia's safety was my top priority, and I was willing to do whatever it took to keep her safe.
Ivan had informed me that his 16-year-old daughter had recently joined X's cult, presenting us with an opportunity to gather valuable information. We had to seize it.
"Come in, Elena," Ivan beckoned, ushering his daughter into the room. As she stood before me,fear clouded her expression.
"I'm Juan," I introduced myself, trying to reassure her. "You don't have to be scared of me, okay? Your dad told me everything."
"I'm here to help you," I continued, hoping to ease her anxiety. "Trust me, you're safe here. No one's going to harm you. I just need you to tell me everything you know about X and his secret cult. Can you do that?"
