The villa was silent as Jack woke up as he sat in his study, contemplating the device in front of him. The Lie Detector was small, unassuming—yet Jack could sense its power. It was more than just an electronic tool. This machine could unearth secrets, expose lies, and shatter facades. And today, it would do just that.
Amanda had been acting strange lately. After the sex Jack knew sothing was off, but he couldn't quite place his finger on it. She had been distant, her eyes clouded with sothing she wouldn't share. Alia, on the other hand, had been even more unpredictable, her moods fluctuating between extre highs and terrifying lows. Jack suspected that the two won were sohow connected to Mr. smith who was clearly doing sothing sketchy and Their behavior hinted at sothing deeper, sothing he had yet to uncover.
The door to his room creaked open, and Jack's attention snapped to Mr. Smith. The average looking man entered, his footsteps asured but slow. He wasn't as calm as usual; sothing in his walking posture betrayed the unease beneath his composed exterior. His eyes flickered when he saw the device on Jack's table, but he didn't say anything, he pretended not to be know about it.
"Morning," Mr. Smith said, trying to sound casual, though his voice carried an edge. He set his briefcase down on the desk, eyes never leaving the machine. "What's this?"
Jack t his gaze, a slow smile curling at the corners of his lips. "A way to get to the truth. Or at least, your version of it."
Mr. Smith frowned, with a weird gaze he asked "What are you playing at, doctor?"
"No gas," Jack replied, his voice low and dangerous. "I'm asking the questions now. The kind of questions that will reveal everything about you—" He paused, eyes narrowing. "You're going to answer them honestly."
Mr. Smith's expression hardened. "I'm not here to be interrogated. You're making a mistake.doctor"
Jack's gaze remained unwavering. "We'll see."
He pushed the Lie Detector forward, and Mr. Smith's posture stiffened. For a mont, there was nothing but silence, the heavy atmosphere wrapping around them like a thick fog.
"Let's start simple," Jack said, voice barely above a whisper. "Are you still planning to sell the serum?"
Mr. Smith's eyes flickered with montary hesitation before he answered, "No. I've abandoned that idea."
The Lie Detector humd to life, the red light flashing as the machine processed the answer. Jack watched, his heart racing with anticipation. A mont later, the light turned bright red, Jack knew System's Item's were great, without any plug ir cable to the heart he could just get truth.
"Liar," Jack said softly, his voice like a snake's hiss. He leaned forward, his eyes fixed on Mr. Smith, who has gone pale with tension "You're lying, Mr. Smith. And I want to know why."
Mr. Smith's calm exterior cracked, just a little. "Why did this lie detector ca here? No my question is wrong how did it co here? I thought I've blocked everything from you" he said, his voice was calm.
"I know more than you think," Jack replied, voice cold. "I always know. You're hiding sothing, you're not converting my money and stuff do you really think, I wouldn't notice"
A long silence followed. Mr. Smith's jaw tightened as if he was weighing his options. Finally, he let out a long sigh. "Alright," he said, voice barely above a whisper. "M... My father was a mber of Nazi Army back then, he ca here with this Serum, I want to use it for my self"
Jack didn't respond imdiately, his eyes studying Mr. Smith's face for any sign of deception. The machine hadn't lied. But did it reveal everything? Jack wasn't convinced.
"You're still hiding sothing," Jack murmured, almost to himself. "Tell what it is."
Mr. Smith recoiled, his face flushed with anger and fear. "I'm not your enemy, Jack. I've always tried to help you."
From doctor to Jack Mr.Smith's behavior was changing fast, he was hiding sothing crucial.
"Have you?" Jack asked, his voice rising, thick with doubt. "Have you really been helping ? Or have you been playing from the start?"
There was a sharp intake of breath from Mr. Smith, but before he could respond, the door to the study opened quietly, and Amanda stepped inside. Her appearance startled Jack, but she gave no sign of concern. She simply stood there, eyes distant, as if she hadn't just walked into the middle of an interrogation.
"Jack," Amanda said softly, her voice strained but calm. She seed out of place in the tense atmosphere, like a bird trapped in a cage, her movents were as if she was drunk person.
Jack didn't answer imdiately. Instead, he let the tension in the room build, wondering what Amanda was doing here, how much she knew, should he save her. He could feel her presence—like a weight pressing down on his chest.
"What's going on?" she asked.
"Nothing," Jack said quickly, forcing his voice to sound casual. "Just a little truth-finding ga with Mr. Smith here."
Amanda didn't respond. She simply walked to the window, her back to them both, staring out into the distance. The room seed colder now, quieter.
Jack stood, his gaze never leaving her. "Do you know about the serum?" he asked, his voice like steel.
Amanda didn't turn around, but her hands clenched into fists at her sides. "I know about it," she replied, her voice low and steady. "I don't know, but father always maintained a secrecy around it"
Jack's eyes narrowed. "Then why are you acting like nothing's wrong? You know what Mr. Smith is hiding. You know everything."
At the sound of his words, Amanda's shoulders stiffened. She slowly turned to face him, her eyes guarded. But Jack saw sothing in them. Fear. It was small, barely noticeable, but it was there.
"I'm not hiding anything," she said, her voice steady. But her lips trembled ever so slightly, and Jack knew she wasn't being truthful.
He pressed the button on the Lie Detector again. The device humd to life, and its red light blinked ominously.
"Amanda," Jack said softly, "Tell the truth."
She hesitated, her eyes shifting to the side as if looking for an escape. "I don't want to be part of this," she whispered. "I never asked for any of this."
The machine beepednwith green signal.
Jack's was calm. He could feel the weight of the truth pressing in on him. "Tell honestly, I'll protect you don't worry " he demanded, his voice low and dangerous.
Amanda took a deep breath, her lips pressed together in a tight line. For a mont, she seed to gather her thoughts. Finally, she spoke. "I don't want to be involved. But I don't have a choice, because he's my father"
Jack could feel the dark secret pulling at her. "What do you an?" he asked, his voice soft but filled with cold intensity.
"Ask my mother," Amanda said, her voice barely above a whisper. "She's the one who really knows."
Before Jack could respond, Amanda turned and walked out of the room, leaving him alone with the Lie Detector and the weight of her words.
" I'll let you go today Mr.Smith, Arrange a eting with General or anyone, we'll sell the Serum " Jack said smilingly.
Mr.Smith gritting his teeth got up and Jack was pointing a gun at him from down the table.
The next evening, the atmosphere in the villa was thick with secrets. Jack stood in front of Alia's door, his hand hovering over the knob. He had spent the day stewing over Amanda's cryptic words, but he knew he needed to confront Alia to truly understand what was going on. If Amanda had sothing to hide, it was clear that her mother had more. And Jack intended to uncover every last detail.
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