I pace the room waiting for Craig to get up. I must've kicked him harder than I thought, as he's been out cold for hours. I just want to get this done and over with. As I continue pacing, I hear Craig begin to moan, indicating that he's regained consciousness. I turn around to watch him, recognition taking over his face.
"So what's your plan now? Are you going to shoot me?" He asks sarcastically.
"No. I've planned something far more fortuitous than a measly gun shot." I say, stoically.
"Like what?" He asks, but I can tell he really isn't that interested.
"Something I like to call pay back."
With that, his eye brows furrow, curious as to what I have planned.
"So what's this big plan of yours?" He asks, raising a brow.
I stare at him, weak and tied to the ground. I can see the fight i
