That was a very difficult question for me, and the fact that I had to choose between myself and Dr. Alex, who was going to get hurt by him, was something I did not see coming. I was standing there in silence for some seconds, staring at him as I hoped within myself that he was going to retreat and call everything off, making it just go away, but Donald was not the type to go back whenever he started something, and the fact that he wanted to know about what I told Alex was a very serious threat to Alex's life.
"Fine, you can torture me, do anything to me, but I want you to promise that you are not going to torture the doctor," I asked him.
It was a fair deal; it punished me instead of the doctor and let him out of it.
I expected he was going to agree to that easily, but instead he shook his head slowly in disagreement, staring at me with a kind of look on his face that he always had on whenever he wanted to be mischievous.
