Chapter 74: The Hidden Game

Detective Charles and his team launched further into an interrogation, their inquiries relentless. Tiago answered each question patiently, his voice measured and calm. Just as Charles leaned forward, pressing for details about the events leading up to the shooting, the door creaked open. A young nurse in crisp white scrubs bustled in, a tray of medical supplies balanced precariously in her arms. "Mr. Alarcão," she interrupted, her voice a soothing melody compared to the tense atmosphere. Tiago offered a tired smile. The nurse set down the tray and began prepping an IV bag. "Detective," she addressed him, "the doctor prescribed some pain medication and a sedative to help Mr. Alarcão rest." Charles sighed, his shoulders slumping slightly. "Of course. Thank you, Nurse. We won't be much longer." As the nurse expertly inserted the needle into Tiago's vein, Officer Leao, his face twisted with barely concealed fury, leaned towards Tiago. "This little charade won't last, Alarcão,"