“I wish I weren’t,” Oliver replied, his hand trembling as he moved the mouse over the file that held the incriminating photo. “But you need to see this.” Sweat trickled down his forehead, as if each droplet carried the weight of his moral dilemma.
Just as he was about to open the file, a sudden interruption broke the tension. But this time, the interruption was one that neither of them could have expected.