Ethan
"I'll ask you one last time," I said turning to face Damien from the back seat. "Where is his house?"
The car stopped on a dead-end track that led to nothing but overgrown grass and broken fence posts. Ravenson's empire wasn't a mansion on a hill like the movies if it existed on paper, it was buried under layers of shells and safehouses. Only people who worked for him knew the real places. My men had someone gotten the location but we can't locate the exact house and now Damien who knows the way was seated in the middle of my men, hands tied, smirk playing on his face like he still had a trick.
He was surrounded by my guys, guns ready, while his own men were being tied at the warehouse being watched. He let out a short scoff. "If you want my help, free me. Don't keep me like this.
