Strolling into the interrogation room, Kurt glanced at the man sitting on the chair with his hands cuffed. ''Looks like you aged a decade in a single day?'' Placing the file on the table, Kurt sat on the chair opposite Landon.
''There is no proof that I harassed my girlfriend.'' Landon hissed. ''You have accused one of the powerful men in the city. You will bear the consequences.''
''Girlfriend?'' Kurt laughed at his rant. Delusional bastard. He would have sliced off his tongue if he was not on duty.
''You might be a powerful man, but remember, I can erase your existence without proof in a second,'' Kurt added on lazily, flipping the pages of the file. ''Coming to the point, how did you secure the position in Leius Pharma labs?''
''You are off the limits. It's none of your concern.'' Landon enranged. The last thing he wanted was to make his boss mad by tangling with the FBI.
