Intruder 2

In a warehouse in the suburbs outside of town. There was a man tied hanging on the wall with signs of being tortured.

The door was opened from outside, and a man walked in slow, clear steps.

"Has he spoken yet?'

"No sir"

"Wake him up."

"Okay"

Coldwater was splashed on his face. He gasps for air before trying to open his eyes completely to look ahead. From the look of it, the man seemed to have been trained for years.

"Just kill me. Am not going to talk"

"You wish"

George walked over to the man and sat down.

He picked a rod and inserted it fire. He seemed relaxed, like whatever he was doing was normal. It looked as it was not his first time doing the same.

"It's not hard answering a few questions. At least you can still keep your life. I don't like blood spilled on my hands. Well, at least that is what I believe, but it always ends up happening anyway." George said in a relaxed cold tone as he folded his shirt's long sleeve

If Steph could see how cold her man was, she would think agai