Warning: Detailed Violence Ahead
Jack’s POV
I walked into the interrogation room and closed the door behind me. Adria’s face snapped up from her lap to me. She looked scared as hell at the moment and I loved it. I'd be lying if I said I didn’t like it. I wanted her to be scared. It would make what we were about to do to her that much better.
I leaned against the wall while looking at her. She didn’t take her eyes off of me but I didn’t speak a word. We stayed in the silence staring at one another for several minutes before Orson walked in with a tray to place on the small table in the corner.
I walked over to him and looked at the items he brought in. There were two identical silver daggers on the tray and two smaller knives that were serrated. I shared a look with Orson
