Deacon's POV
"What were you doing for Marcus?" Lennox circled around the scared woman, her body shaking in her seat.
"I..I worked for the m-master," She stuttered, her voice quivering with fear.
"Doing what?" Deacon growled, stepping forward. He was losing his patience with the irritating human.
At this point he was ready to just compel her. They had figured she was a prisoner like the female vampire and would willingly give them all the information they wanted, but the dumb human was actually loyal to that scumbag.
"I-I'm just a d-octor," Trembling she dropped her head.
"We aren't getting anywhere," Lennox sighed moving over to Deacon. "I can just compel her," His voice dropped to a whisper so she wouldn't here.
Looking over the trembling woman Deacon sighed nodding his head.
