“The question is,” Viktor whispered, “how do we kill someone who doesn’t know they’re already dead?”
The room was smaller than the last two. No two-way mirror. No drain in the concrete floor. Just a steel table, two chairs, and a single bulb that buzzed like a trapped hornet. deadly interrogation 3
When the emergency lights hummed to life, Viktor was still there—but the key was gone. In its place on the table lay a single bullet, casing engraved with three words: “The question is,” Viktor whispered, “how do we
He tapped the photo. “Forty-eight hours ago, the Nightingale Floor went silent. Inside? A dozen scientists. And one of them—one of them—is Asset Zero. A ghost even I don’t know. If they wake up, they won’t steal secrets. They’ll end cities.” Just a steel table, two chairs, and a
He slid a folded photograph across the table. Eva didn’t touch it. She already knew what it showed: a satellite image of a research facility buried under the Greenland ice sheet. Code name: Nightingale Floor .