"You don't scare me, Black. You've already lost her. And every second you stand here, you're just wasting more time."
Mr. Black released him, taking a step back, his fists still clenched as he glared at the man before him. The satisfaction in Nick's expression told him everything he needed to know. Nick believed he had the upper hand, that there was nothing they could do to change the situation. But Mr. Black wasn't done yet. He had other ways of getting answers, methods that Nick hadn't considered. And he would use every single one if it meant bringing Elizabeth home.
Without another word, Mr. Black turned and left the cell, slamming the heavy door shut behind him. Nick's laughter followed him down the hall, echoing in his mind like a twisted reminder of how much was still at stak
