He watched the door, waiting for it to open. His eyes also observed the two burly men guarding his every move, which was funny.
It was as if he could go anywhere with his hands tied on the chair. It seemed Alfred was not taking any chances, guaranteeing that he could not escape.
"Hey, I am sure you know who I am." He called to the two guards that did not look familiar to him. He guessed they were Alfred's loyal man, not one of his, at least, not one of the organization's men.
But the men remained tightlipped, staring at him but not saying anything. He could only guess they had instructions not to talk to their captive.
"Anyway, if you knew me, you would know I have a small bladder. That means I need to pee." He looked down at his lap to emphasize his need to go to the bathroom soon.
