52 hour of torture

**Anthony**

"Shut up or else I'll come over there and..."

"Your choice. Honestly, I don't mind either way. I'll make sure to include you dumb asses contributed to my success once this all blows out."

I cut in sharply adding emphasis to each word. It came out as a threat. Exactly what I intended it to.

"This is just an elaborate scheme. You're tripping."

"Wanna bet on it?"

I retorted laughing out.

"Let'go. Come on!"

He tugged harshly, shoved Jericho back to Yate and pushed me to the other room instead. The plan's back on track with an additional spice. What did I do?

The officer or tortue machine pushed me inside and slammed the door. I fell on my knees, since my hands were still cuffed and there was nothing to break my fall with. I feigned a cough then lifted my head. They didn't know about my tolerance to pain.

"Speak!"

He thundred slamming his fist on the desk. I knew this tactic like the back of my palm. It was simply to drive fear in my heart, give me the impression that they had