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Volkov stopped struggling. He went pale. The confession that followed was not coerced by pain, but by the sheer, absurd, undeniable weight of the situation. He had been beaten by the most British of combinations: relentless integrity and a perfectly legal wrestling maneuver.

“Mr. Volkov,” Leo said, his voice a gravelly whisper. “You just called a BBC investigative team liars. That’s strike one. You’ve evaded Alistair’s last three questions. That’s strike two. And you’re wearing a wire to record our security protocols.” He pointed at Volkov’s cuff. “That’s strike three.” bbc tag team

“Legal question!” Volkov’s lawyer shrieked. Volkov stopped struggling

“Welcome, Mr. Volkov,” Alistair began, his voice a quiet, deadly blade. “Let’s start with your ‘Nightingale’ algorithm. Did you sell it to the Kysylian government knowing it would be used to silence journalists?” He had been beaten by the most British