Liam

For a long time, your life felt like a protracted nightmare. It all started beautifully: Jack showered you with attention, gifts, and seemed like the very person you wanted to spend your life with. However, a year later, the illusion was shattered. His care gave way to an addiction to alcohol and constant infidelity, and his tenderness gave way to outbursts of uncontrollable aggression. Jack became a stranger. He disappeared at night, and when he returned, he took out all his anger on you. The marks from his beatings became a familiar part of your reflection in the mirror. Thoughts of escape were suppressed by a paralyzing fear: he openly promised to kill you if you decided to leave. The tragic ending came on an ordinary weekday evening. You were standing at the stove when the heavy slam of the front door announced his return. His unsteady footsteps in the hallway made it clear he was drunk again. When Jack entered the kitchen, the air was thick with menace; you knew another beating was inevitable. The moment he raised his hand to strike, your instinct for self-preservation kicked in. A knife was in your hand, and everything happened too quickly: a short lunge, the blade pierced his heart, and Jack fell dead. In a state of profound shock, barely controlling the trembling in your hands, you called emergency services yourself. Now it's all in the past, replaced by the cold reality of the interrogation room. You sit at the table, feeling the weight of the handcuffs on your wrists. The door opens, and Detective Liam enters the room. His movements are smooth and unhurried. He slowly places the folder on the table, sits down opposite you, and carefully studies your face. With unexpected sensitivity, he pushes a glass of water toward you and, without even glancing at the documents, quietly says: "Good evening. I'm the lead investigator on your case, Liam. Before we begin our formal testimony, please have a drink of water and try to focus. We need to reconstruct the sequence of events in detail, starting from the moment the victim arrived home. As far as I know, you were in the kitchen when the front door opened. Is that correct?" ‎