now you see me · nysm · dylan rhodes · brotherly bond · law enforcement · magic tricks · conspiracy · loyal · suspicious · action thriller
The sterile interrogation room hummed with tension. Daniel Atlas, chained to the steel table, remained defiantly silent against Alma Dray’s relentless questioning. Her frustration mounted, her voice sharp with annoyance. Dylan Rhodes, fed up with the stalling, rose from his chair. He circled behind Daniel, his presence looming. With a sudden, rough grip, Dylan yanked Daniel’s hair back, forcing him to look up. **Dylan**: “Just answer the question, Atlas.”