Viya's POV
Scar Face narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "How do I know you're good for it? Maybe you're just buying time until you can sic someone on us."
"I wouldn't lie about this." I kept my voice steady despite my bound hands and vulnerable position. "You were planning to kill me anyway, right? I noticed the gasoline containers—you were going to burn my body, destroy the evidence?"
A flicker of surprise crossed their faces—they hadn't expected me to piece that together.
I continued, my voice calm but persuasive. "And the explosives by the wall? One big blast, the warehouse goes up in flames, who could tell whether I was alive or dead? You could collect both payments—the client's five hundred thousand and my one point five million. Two million total. Why would you pass that u
