Dragging a chair over, Rose sat down facing her captive. Her smile had already disappeared, leaving behind an impassive expression and dark, cold eyes.
"Let's start with something obvious." She said. "I want the names of your superiors. The people you answer to."
She crossed her legs and waited, holding the man's gaze all the while. His eyes remained unfocused, his face sullied with tears, snot and drool. Just as it began to appear that her wait would be prolonged, he seemed to regain his senses, his face twisting with fear.
"Good. I was about to take it out." Rose said. "Now, answer my question. What are the names of your superiors? I want the legal names, titles, monikers, nicknames. Anything that can be used to identify them with."
