The Chancellor's office is thick with tension. Albert sits behind his ornate desk, his fingers tense as he surveys the room with a grim expression. To his left, Lowell reclines casually in a chair, the faintest smile playing at his lips, as though the chaos around them is merely a game. Across from them, Nic stands with his fists clenched, his booming voice echoing off the walls. Nadia leans against the far wall, her face pale but expressionless. They called her here for only one reason, to try and find Keiko’s whereabouts. It seems they feel she can help them somehow.
“I want answers!” Nic slams his hand on the desk, his voice a mix of rage and desperation. “She was with me one minute, I step away to make a call, and suddenly she’s vanished with no trace?! Ridiculous! Where is my daughter, Nadia? You know where she is, don’t you? Don’t lie to me!”
