Her smile faded, replaced by a look of disbelief and apprehension.
She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, avoiding my gaze for a moment before finally meeting my eyes with a mixture of guilt and defiance.
"I... I don't know what you're talking about, Mr. Darhk," she stammered, her voice shaking slightly.
"I've always been honest with you." She said,
Her words lacked conviction, and I could see the flicker of uncertainty in her eyes.
It was clear that she was caught off guard by my directness, and her attempts to maintain her composure were failing.
The tension in the air thickened, and I could feel the weight of the moment pressing down on us both.
Something wasn't adding up, and I was determined to get to the bottom of it.
"Cut the act, Ms. Taylor," I said firmly, my voice tinged with frustration.
"I know about your involvement in the plans for my murder. Now, I want the truth."
