The French Anti-terrorism Prosecutor's Office's Headquarters (PNAT) in downtown Paris, France.
The heavy atmosphere still lingered, and the wound caused by the acts of terrorism that had shaken Paris could still be seen everywhere.
Prosecutor Frank's office, the officer in charge of the aftermath of the Paris terrorist attacks.
Still buried in the documents, Frank stretched and rubbed his heavy eyelids.
"Sigh... These documents are coming out endlessly."
Then, a knock soon came.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Prosecutor Frank, this is Ricardo. The long-awaited guests are here."
His demeanor brightened up at the remark.
"Oh my, the precious guest has arrived. Please take him to the reception room with utmost courtesy. I'll be down soon."
"Sure. Isn't he the righteous man who saved the lives of countless citizens? Turns out one of the survivors was a friend of my cousin. In a way, he's also a savior to me."
Ricardo left, and Frank stood in the mirror and smoothened his clothes.
"I'm nervous for some reason. I can't believe we're finally meeting him..."
He must have wa...
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