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Ethan's eyes turned cold as ice. "I want answers," he growled, his voice dripping with menace. "Beat him until he talks."
The hostage's eyes widened in terror as Ethan's men closed in. They delivered a series of brutal blows, the sound of flesh hitting flesh echoing through the warehouse.
The hostage's face was a mess of blood and bruises, but he still refused to talk. Ethan's anger grew with each passing moment.
Just when it seemed like the hostage couldn't take anymore, he whispered, "Victor Conti... he's the head of the Morano crime family."
Ethan's eyes locked onto the hostage, his expression unreadable. "What does he want?"
The hostage hesitated, "He... he has unfinished business with your father."
Ethan's grip on the armrest tightened. "What business?"
The hostage swallowe
