Reason.

I sat in front of Lotus watching her try to find a comfortable position in that chair she was sitting on with her hands tied behind her back. How in the world they caught her beats me, but this is not the time to get angry over it.

What really angered me was the wound on her forehead and the cut she had on her lip that she kept licking. Every person responsible for every scar is going to regret ever touching her, what about the prints on her neck? I didn't mean to squeeze too hard, it broke me to watch her claw at my hands trying to breathe. All for a plan that failed.

My attention was on Lotus ever since Stacey manoeuvred me here, I could've easily knocked her out but the need to see Lotus overpowered the plan that was supposed to be carried out. When she showed me a photo of Lotus unconscious I complied with her request.

"Can you please loosen these up or put them in front of me, I'm trying to concentrate on your story but it's a bit difficult when I'm not comfortable," Lotus spok