As a wave of icy water slapped Brady's face, he jerked to consciousness and every muscle thrummed with pain. His hands were bound behind his back, his upper body tied to a wooden chair. He was imprisoned in a standard interrogation room. According to the clock above the two-way mirror, he'd been out - he blinked to clear blurred vision - around forty minutes.
"Welcome back." Sabi ng naka overall black na mama. "Sana na enjoy mo ang pagtulog mo."
He couldn't let himself think about where Savina was or what their captors were doing to her. PMA had trained him to survive and escape. Nagawa na niya ito para lang iligtas si Savina at gagawin niya ulit ito ngayon.
His jailer slammed a water pitcher onto a nearby table, and Brady smiled at the sight of the guy's gashed cheek and pronounced li
