Eva looked at Viktor. Viktor looked at the door, which was now slightly ajar.
“The drop wasn’t weapons,” Viktor continued. “It was a list. Names of every deep-cover sleeper agent your agency lost track of after the Cold War. You didn’t want the list, Eva. You wanted me to confirm that the list was real. And then you wanted me dead so no one else could use it.” deadly interrogation 3
The buzzing bulb flickered.
“This one, Eva, you’re not the interrogator.” Eva looked at Viktor