Teela's POV
I stare at the man hanging from the chains. From the look of his color, he has lost too much blood. “Alright, we've gotten enough out of him to get more information from another source. Have the guards drop him at the nearest hospital,” I say, then look at him. “If you say anything about who did this to you, they won't find the body.”
He nods frantically, his face going white as a sheet. From how hooded his eyes I know he is barely conscious, sweat drips down his face, “Y-yes, I understand. I w-won't say anything. P-please just let me go.”
“Alex, Bruce, take this puke out of here and dispose of him at Saint Johns,” I instructed.
Alex and Bruce move to unchain him. They are not careful, even though he is barely alive. They drag him out. Donna's eyes looked like she was longi
