Selene pulled out a dagger and tapped the taut rope with it gently. The fibers groaned.
"You're going to tell me everything related to the poisonous gas situation concerning Victor. Or I cut the rope."
The boy began to cry. His face turned pale as sweat poured down his forehead. "I didn't do anything! It wasn't me—I swear! It was Derek! It was all Derek!"
Selene narrowed her eyes. "Start from the top."
He nodded furiously. "It was during the preparation for the Legacy competition. Derek got access to the control interface of the waiting room from someone. He locked the door system and then rigged the vents. I didn't even know who the guy was—some contractor or something. He never told us names."
"You were all trying to kill Victor Revenant?"
"We didn't know it would go that far!" he squealed. "Derek just said he wanted to teach him a lesson. But when the gas was added and the fire triggered—I knew it wasn't a prank anymore."
"And you just watched?"
