"Then, just a second."
Emil shut the door with a nervous smile. From behind it, Julius heard a hurried call, "Honey!" Julius's gaze narrowed as he listened.
——Got him.
The confirmation arrived a moment later. At the back of the house, Klaus Weber had already intercepted Emil, dragging him away from the half-opened rear exit where he had attempted to flee.
They had anticipated it, had planned for it, and just as Julius expected, Emil fell right into the trap.
Julius kicked the front door open. From the corner of his eye, he saw a woman sitting up in bed, clutching the sheets in shock, but he didn't spare her more than a glance.
His focus was already on the rear exit. Klaus had Emil pinned to the ground.
"W-Who are you people?!" Emil shouted.
Julius walked over and lowered himself to one knee beside him. He grabbed Emil's chin, forcing his face upward.
"We're with the Directorate. And we have a few questions for you, Bauer. Specifically about Beißwenger."
