The Game of Trust
Sam's Point of View
The man leaned back in his chair, his face pale but his voice steady. "His name is Cabo. He's one of the gang brothers."
"Brother?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.
"Yes," he confirmed, nodding nervously. "He was among the four that came around 20 years ago. But Cabo wasn't directly working for us. He was working for someone else a businessman."
"Who?" I pressed, my voice sharpening.
The man shook his head quickly. "I don't know. No one does. Cabo kept everything to himself. He only delivered money to us, and we sent it to Tokyo."
"And how can we find this Cabo?" Eliana cut in, her tone calm but unrelenting.
The man hesitated, glancing nervously around the room like the walls were closing in on him. "I… I don't know," he stammered.
"That's a lie," I snapped, leaning forward. "Tell us the truth!"
