“Surveillance footage.”
“Witnesses.”
His questions were precise and calm. Like a machine.
“Within eighty miles.”
“The incident occurred in the gray zone; there are no surveillance cameras.”
“It's raining; nobody's around.”
Seraphina lowered her head.
“Dante…you'll help him, won't you?”
Dante didn't answer immediately.
He looked at the documents.
His gaze grew increasingly intense.
“Did Nico flee?”
“Did he conceal the speed?”
Seraphina suddenly looked up.
Her eyes reddened.
“Are you doubting me?”
Her voice trembled.
“He contacted the hospital immediately.”
“After confirming the death, he went to the military police to turn himself in.”
“He's still inside.”
Tears streamed down her face.
“Dante, you're all I have left.”
These words.
completely shattered him.
Dante immediately reached out and pulled her into his arms.
“I’m not doubting you.”
“I’m helping you.”
“I need all the details to reduce his sentence at the committee.”
His tone was low, yet carried an undeniable control.
“I’ll handle this.”
Seraphina buried her face in his chest, crying even harder.
“You must save him…”
“I can’t lose any more family…”
Dante held her tightly.
His voice was solemn.
“I will protect him.”
One sentence.
That was the verdict.