The underground cell was dimly lit, casting eerie shadows on the walls. The bulbs that hung from the wall were flickering- as if it was about to go out any second. Just beneath the bulb, two chairs were kept opposite each other.
Two men, Chris, and the assassin who had tried to attack Victor, were tied to chairs, unconscious. Both of their faces were swollen and filled with bruises, indicating the rough night they had.
“Wake them up!”A tall and imposing figure dressed in a black suit stood before them.
“Yes, sir.” Levian watched in indifference as Roy splashed water on the two men, awakening them with a jolt.
Levian wasted no time, his gaze locked onto Chris. "Who gave you the order to kill Sherry?" he demanded.
“I-I don’t know what you are talking about.” Chris denied any knowledg
