Wilder noted how Robin refused to look at him and kept staring at the wall. It was the second day of interrogation, though you could hardly call it that. All Lucien did last time was insult Wilder’s looks and punch him few times before leaving. Robin’s cheek had a slight cut on both sides, Wilder noticed as soon as she walked in. “Have more punches or are we using our big boy words today?” Wilder found himself asking as his eyes turned to Lucien. Lucien was one hell of a puncher and Wilder wasn’t looking forward to feeling them in his stomach again. An empty stomach also wasn’t very good at being punched.
“No more punches from me, you aren’t worth it. Robin will be my arms today.” Lucien said and both Robin and Wilder turned to him. “Well, she did nearly break my nose a few times. I d
