Sniper breathing was ragged as he tried to see where he was. The black and thick blindfold was doing enough of a job to keep his eyes hidden.
His breath was shallow as he turned around each time wondering where he was.
The squeak sound of the table could be heard. The blindfold was finally removed as his eyes darted around the room. "Please, don't kill me. I am going to tell you everything you ask me." Sniper pleased.
"Wow, how quickly the hunter becomes the prey." One of the men said with a wide grin. "Is this the man that boss was talking about?"
"Why? You don't think he is up to the praise he was being showered with? Another asked
"I mean, look at him."
"He looks pretty messed up and worn out. What does the boss want with him anyway?
"If left to me, I would just have him k
