AKIN
Staring at the man on the other side of the mirror, I clenched my fist in barely suppressed anger. They've been interrogating him for the past hour but he hasn't said anything.
"I don't think he's going to talk," Nathan said from beside me.
The police had proven to be useful. They were able to track the man that kidn*pped Tara from my description of him, but it's proven useless. He hasn't said a word since they brought him here.
Maybe if they let me in there, he'll finally talk. I'll beat him so bad he'd wish he never messed with my family. I walked up to the good inspector.
"Can I have a word with him?"
"What?" she faced me with a frown.
"Your efforts are yielding no results, maybe if you let me in there he'll talk."
"And what do you plan on doing to him, beat him to a pulp
