FrostThe office was only guarded by one guy, and he didn’t take much effort since I had the drop on him. I cracked him a few times on the head to make sure he wouldn’t be waking up anytime soon and grabbed his pistol from his shoulder holster, stuffing it down the back of my slacks.
I headed into the office.
Daddy Williams’ back corner was disheveled, with papers all over his big desk and piled up in the corners. Behind the desk was a huge safe with a digital keypad. The right-hand wall was more or less half a set of shelves, with videos lined up on every shelf, names printed nearly on the labels. Set up just across from the desk, within perfect view of Daddy Williams’ chair, was a monitor focused on the dungeon.
Curious, I went over and read through the names. They were all girls’ name
