I laughed, but it quickly died when my gaze landed on the subject of our trip, bound to his wooden chair. “Let’s get to work. I hate to keep our friend waiting.” I ambled over to where Hale sat slumped in his chair and set down my duffel. “Hey there, David. You can’t know how glad I am to see you.” Hale didn’t respond; he was gagged with a dirty rag. I sniffed the air dramatically. “I see you’ve already pissed yourself. I wouldn’t worry about it. It was bound to happen at some point in the process. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Filip De Luca, and I believe you knew my girlfriend, Camilla Genovese.” The coward’s eyes snapped shut, and his body began to shake with sobs. I chuckled. “That’s right. I see you remember. Camilla tells me you enjoy dishing out pain to children.” I squat
