Chapter 146. The Birth of Equilibrium
In the dim interrogation chamber beneath the Levistis detention wing, Doctor Naehr sat with his hands folded neatly in front of him. He wore the standard restraints: titanium cuffs, neural dampeners around his temples, and a sedative patch embedded in his collar. The only sound was the slow drip of water from a leaking pipe and the faint hum of surveillance equipment.
Despite his confinement, his eyes gleamed with a quiet, calculated intensity. There was no defiance there, no plea for mercy. Just a man who believed he was right.
Cain stood behind the one-way glass, watching. Jesper beside him. Diana, Yuin, even Argo—all had taken turns interrogating Naehr. But none had gotten him to speak of why.
Until now.
When a junior officer tried again, offering deals, Naehr simply looked up and said calmly:
"Bring me Jesper Sebanil. Only he’ll understand."
Jesper had paled. "Why me?"
Cain didn’t answer. Because he had seen that name—Naehr Luthan—once before, a long time ago. And it wasn’t on a wanted poster.
He only remembered after knowing his last name.
It had been in a death report.
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32 Years Ago — Northern Province Medical Institute