NICK
I am holding John down with a tight grip on the floor. There is no way that he is getting away. I need answers and I need them now. I asked him why he did it and I am waiting for an answer but it looks like he is hard headed.
"I am not going to say it again. Why the fuck did you do it?!"
Suddenly, he spits to the floor next to him and says.
"Why would I even answer you?"
I did not even give him a chance to finish his sentence when I punch him with a hard right hook. I can see that it hurts on his face but he smiles as he looks at me. I realize that this is going to be a long and fun session.
