Betraying Her Son

Anya went to the floor designed for the interrogation and prisoning of the criminals before presenting them in front of the justice.

She deactivated the jammers before entering the room. One man packed in layers of clothes on his body and topped with a leather jacket. He looked bulky but Anya knew those were just clothes. 

The tall man was looking at her in horror, forgetting to breathe. They just realized that she hadn't resigned from the job. Her head tilted when she noticed the shaky hands of the leather jacket man.

She will see which of them will have the nerve to take their mobile. She sat in front of them and watched them.

The cold beads were forming on their forehead. The growing fear was evident in their eyes. As if she would attack them any second, both were holding their breath, ready to escape her strikes.