Alex stood over the bloodied man sprawled on the ground, his knuckles still stinging from the last punch he'd thrown. The guy was barely conscious, his face swollen and smeared with dirt and blood. Alex crouched down, grabbing a fistful of the man's shirt, yanking him up like a rag doll. His tone was sharp, bordering on irritated.
"Listen to me," Alex growled, his voice low but menacing. "I'm looking for a woman. Average height, dark hair. You've seen her?"
The man's head lolled to the side, a groan slipping out as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. "N-no," he stammered, coughing weakly.
Alex's jaw tightened. He let out a frustrated groan, his patience clearly wearing thin. "You're useless," he muttered under his breath before shoving the guy away like a broken toy. The man crumpled to the ground with a pitiful whimper, clutching his ribs.
