He heard voices from outside as he opened his eyes— Scarlet's and another. His hands were tied behind his back on the chair with his mouth covered.
What was that about?
He struggled a bit with the rope, making muffled sounds as he tried to talk
"Oh, my... He's awake" Scarlet walked towards him.
"I didn't say to bring him here" the person's voice cut through as they stepped inside— a young man.
He glared at her as she walked towards him. What the hell was this?
"You said to find his secrets— what better way than to deliver him to you?"
She winked as their eyes met— mouthing a word he couldn't make out. That stupid grin on her face pissed him off.
To tear that face and make her suffer. He growled, struggling with the rope once more. Fuck.
"A simple matter, and I have to step in— how pathetic. And you call yourselves the Shadows" he clicked his tongue, walking towards a table at the edge of the room.
Trent watched as he whistled, wore a glove and picked some things.
