Giavaya POV
I quickly pull the phone line from the wall and bind his hands and feet. I wanted to move him into a chair, but I knew I'd never be able to lift him. I move around his desk hoping he is as sick as I think he is. I can't chance him calling out to his men if he wakes up before I start to play. The first drawer I open has me smiling. I take out what looks like a switch-blade and salt. I can't believe he doesn't have the drawers locked, but he probably didn't have time before he passed out.
I continue to open drawer after drawer until I finally find what I''m looking for. I cringe at the number of s*x toys he has in his desk. I'm sure he hasn't cleaned them, but I can't focus on that disgusting thought right now. I immediately find what I'm looking for and move back to him. Once
