Slipping through the crates, Zephyr followed the two men down a hall in the storage house, the man in a suit who seemed to very observant enough to sense Zephyr still movement turned around to see if anyone was following them. Of course he saw nothing but he tried to remain on guard. “I don’t see why the f**k we are interrogating this guy” he pulled out a cigar from his breast pocket and placed it between his lips, searching the inner pocket of his suit for a lighter. “We should just shove him into a barrel and dumb him into the sea” he lighted the cigar and the smoke filled the hall way. Zephyr wasn’t really the calm type but he waited patiently for them to arrived the room where they had kept Byron before making any move. “Damn it, I’m having this tingling feeling that we are being follo
