Chapter 43 - Essence of Power

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Department of Criminal Investigation.
Moscow, Russia.

One Month Ago

"Spit it out! Who else is tangled up in this embarrassing mess of yours beside Varee?"

Agent Callaway slammed both hands on the interrogation table with a force that echoed through the room, causing Anastasia to jolt in surprise.

Her hands were cuffed, the orange jumpsuit clinging to her in the cold interrogation room, now under the scrutiny of the FBI, operating with the permission of the FSB.

Anastasia offered a sly smile, her confidence unshaken. "There's one more name. If Jeff hasn't spilled it yet..." She tilted her head back, looking up at Agent Callaway, who towered over her.

Agent Callaway stood rigid, his eyes narrowing with intrigue, but he was acutely aware that anything could be said by a suspect desperate to fabricate a false statement.

"Who is it? Just say it."

Anastasia leaned back slightly, a grin spreading across her face as she sensed his growing curiosity. "Someone you caught in Belgium a while back. Released by Victoria."

For a brief moment, silence enveloped the room as Agent Callaway processed her words. "Engfa Waraha?"

Anastasia's nod was deliberate, her smile unwavering. "Is she the one who leaked the organization's documents? Looks like my guess was right. You've stepped right into her game," she said, a loud, triumphant laugh escaping her lips as she reveled in the realization dawning on Agent Callaway.

"There's no evidence-"

Anastasia cut him off sharply, her voice laced with conviction. "I have the evidence, Agent. She was involved in my scheme years ago, orchestrating the elimination of the Russian businessman; Vladimir Stankovich, who was obstructing her diamond trade in Russia."

Leaning forward over the interrogation table, her tone shifted to a conspiratorial whisper. "She is the real Voss. Richard? Just a puppet. She and that journalist-they planned everything."

Agent Callaway nodded slowly, his expression becoming even more serious. "Is that why Victoria, as you put it, is obsessed with Engfa Waraha?"

Anastasia nodded sharply, her demeanor shifting to one thick with secrecy. "Victoria is utterly power-hungry. She sees Engfa as her equal and knows better than to eliminate such a brilliant rival-a diamond thief skilled in deception..."

She paused for dramatic effect.

"Engfa... she was the one who killed High Council member Pablo Borello, also known as Ignatio, in Naples years ago. She also murdered Richard Goh, aka Damon, and set up Jeff Satur. This is all part of her scheme, Agent!" Her laughter turned bitter, devoid of humor. "And you're caught right in the middle of it."

Turning his back on Anastasia, Agent Callaway stepped closer to the camera capturing their exchange, his expression hardening.

After a few moments of silence, he spoke up. "If what you're saying is true... I'll help you shake off these charges," he said, his eyes still fixed on the camera.

Anastasia's eyes widened in shock; she felt a surge of desperation. At that moment, she wanted nothing more than someone to swoop in and rescue her.

"Just tell me what you need, Agent-money? Power? Anything! I'll assist you. We can work together-"

"I just need the evidence you have about Voss and Engfa Waraha's involvement in your scheme against Vladimir Stankovich. Anything at all. I'll dig into it. I'll make sure Engfa Waraha doesn't slip away this time," he replied coldly, his fingers deftly removing the memory card from the camera and holding it firmly. He turned and strode back towards Anastasia.

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