Amanda felt an icy shiver slide down her spine. Her breath stopped briefly, her heart thumping inside her chest. Jill... they had gotten Jill. She suddenly was very aware of the camera aimed on her person and her immediate surroundings. Everything in this room could be trapped, every single action she would perform, he would know about it. She felt like such an idiot! She remembered the Jill she heard earlier that day. Satisfied, perhaps even smug about her discoveries. Jill had gotten too close somehow, she had let herself get caught. What had the woman done wrong? Where did she slip up? And more importantly, how much did this man know?<br/><br/>She realised that she was onto something big. Something huge. And the fact that they had made her aware of a higher power behind all of this only meant that there was no coincidence about any of this. She suspected that this was one of those criminals that loved to play around with the squad, they've seen a few of them in the past. When she'd get back, she'd start reading up on those cases again, she decided. But right now, she had to do whatever she could to make sure Jill would stay in one piece. Perhaps if she would do as this man said, there was a possibility for her to get closer to figuring all of this out. This wasn't a game played with low stakes. This was high rolling, bets were limitless. Life or death, that was what this game had to offer...<br/><br/>Amanda took a chair from beneath the desk, slid it over the floor until it stood in front of the camera and sat down herself, trying to appear as calm as she could while watching the camera, giving whoever was watching her a good view of her face.<i>"What do you want? Tell me..."</i><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>