#Chapter 261: Half Human

Audrey “Does this man look familiar to you?” Edwin slowly pushed the drawing across the cold metal interrogation table. Sophia sat on the other side of that table, her hair hanging in her face, her eyes ringed with dark circles, and her orange jumpsuit wrinkled. She’d been in solitary confinement for days, and yet somehow, she still hadn’t cracked. But she would today. Because the drawing that Joseph gave us… It had to mean something. And Sophia knew what it meant. We were sure of it. Her expression was unreadable as ever as she slowly leaned forward and inspected the drawing. There was a brief silence before she shrugged and leaned back in her chair. “I’m afraid I don’t recognize that man,” she replied casually. I leaned forward, pressing my fingers into the cool metal. “Really? Because that little human boy with soot in his lungs, Joseph, seemed pretty adamant that this man—‘Mr. B’—had something to do with his torment.” Sophia’s lips