*Noah POV*
We were getting nowhere with the men we brought in. They either swore they didn’t know anything about what happened here, or didn’t speak at all. Not even with force.
The plan was to see if they would implicate Brody before we spoke with him, but so far, nothing.
“If we keep inflicting pain on the ones who won’t speak, we will kill them. Their silence says volumes, but we can’t kill them without proof of their participation,” Nick said.
I stared through the two-way mirror as Mountain, our interrogation specialist, continued to try and get one of the men to talk. When he drew his fist back and then slammed into the guy's face again, the prisoner went limp. Hopefully, he didn’t just kill him.
“Mountain, enough.” I said through the intercom. He glanced back at the mirror,
