ADRIKS POV
I walked to the dungeon angrily. The man was already bound and Dimitrov was torturing him already. He knew all the right places to touch and inflict pain. The words that person for this job.
His cries were like music to my ears. Death was only going to be an easy way out.
“Lift him” the chains were dragged and he was hanging from the ceiling now.
“Who are you working for?” I asked calmly. I needed a name so I would know which family to go after and burn to the ground for hurting my family.
He laughed like a maniac.
“I work for no one” I nodded at Dimitrov and he used the shocker on him.
“We can do this all day or you can simply talk” I said.
He spat and I smiled. Maks handed me a folder and I looked through it. He was a cop. Why was a cop after me? What the f**k does he
