Interrogation I
"They want to see you guys." Osho and the others who had been chatting in a room that resembled a small lounge were interrupted when Mrs Jane stepped in and spoke.
She looked as impassive as ever, and she gave no one any signs of what she was feeling. Whether she was nervous or confident, they did not know.
The group shared a glance before nodding. They'd been preparing for this moment for the last few days, saying anything now would be pointless.
They all got up and followed Mrs Jane out of the room, and soon enough, they were led to a set of doors. According to Mrs Jane, these were interrogation rooms used to interrogate pretty high-profile criminals, so they all had adequate protection one would expect.
Osho wasn't exactly fine with being interrogated like he was a criminal, but if going along with it would make this unsavory situation pass over them, then he'd gladly do it.
Moreover, if his plan worked, then the Citadel would gain a lot from this.
