Aaron POV,
Tall guy with a brown skin color, his physical state is built properly, his eyes seems to be injected with ink due to how his eye color and somehow spread outside the pupil.
I pulled the guy to a soundproof room, even though I found the documents on the blue folder, I still find this as a good chance to find who this guy work for or at least know whether he read the content of the files or not.
I pushed him down the chair and slightly punch him but strong enough to make him fall off. I also kicked him on the stomach to make him throw up a bit of blood.
"Who do you work for?" I asked
"My employer didn't give me his name!"
The guy doesn't look like a good actor, I mean based on my own experience my ex-girlfriend is a way better actor that this jackass. Like of course he is capable of taking such punch due to his physical attribute. I find punching him boring so I got an idea.
I requested one of my men to bring a wet cloth and tie the man on the chair. Upon being tied up I covered his body with the wet cloth and grabbed the button attached behind the suit I'm wearing.
"Who the hell is your employer?"
"I already told you I don't know!" Damn his accent just changed to British to Indian really quickly. With his accent changing I think this man really is hiding something.
I released a heavy hit using a baton hitting him on the same spot that I kicked him. I did it for a dozen times hoping that Melissa isn't outside this room eavesdropping through the crack on the wall.
He is holding off himself from grunting in order to take the pain, he probably thinks that I'll kill him afterwards, Nah I'll do something worse. I've walked around back and forth inside the room waiting for an answer for this guy but he doesn't seem to want to respond so I hit him more but this time I broke one of his ribs, Now I only have a few hours before this asshole bleed out to death.
"All I need is an answer." I said calmly
"I really don't know." He said it so straight, on most situations a guy bigger than him would be shaking now.
I released a heavy hit pretending to hit him but one inch away from hitting his skull the guy gave in and shouted.
"Sherlock Holmes!"
"The fuck? You living on a fairytale?" I asked out of confusion
"That's the name he wants me to call him, I also found it weird but he insist on giving him other names other than that." He said
So this Sherlock fella hired an amateur goon who is likely to fail for what reason.
"How much did he pay you?" I asked
"1,000,000 Dinar..." he said
A million dinar for a task that would most likely fail, why did this Sherlock guy do this. I know I maybe overthinking this cause the possibility of this guy being dumb is so high, Considering paying using Dinar which is the second highest kind of currency in the world.
"Would you do anything to gain your freedom?" I asked
"Yes! yes!" He said
"Then I'll give you your freedom but first you must go to your escape point and contact your employer." I said
"Fuck that! I wouldn't risk my life doing such thing." He said
"Then I'll pay you nine hundred thousand bitcoins."
He was surprised to what I said and moments later he finally agreed to do what I told him.
He went to a run to a nearby post outside the mansion's perimeter that I set up. While his calling, I am there a dozen meters away from him waiting for his employer to pick up this guy's call.
Minutes of waiting the employer finally answered the call.
"Hello! Mister Holmes, I already have the files you asked me to get."
"Good, now look beside you and give the guy you're seeing the phone." the employer said
How did he know that there is someone near him! This is an open field plus spotting someone using a binoculars from a hiding area is impossible. I grabbed the phone and talk to his employer.
"Hello Mr. Jeux.." Damn his voice is somewhat layered
"Mr. Holmes, I'm afraid that you messed with the wrong household." I said
"Oh Is that so? But to think that I am talking to you right now only means that my plan has succeeded." He said
I looked at the guy and on a split second his head exploded like a bubble.
"Did the firework go off?"
"You little shit."
"That's not the right way to talk to adults Mr. Jeux, Especially when you're supporting a murderous bastard. You know I don't really intend to steal those files I just want to make sure if my expectations for you were met and well they almost met you know, but knowing that you are hiding a file about the president planning to commit a mass genocide then it only means that you have fallen behind my expectation." He said
How the hell did knew about the main content of those files if it weren't even published on any online platforms or secret servers that the cabinet uses?!?!
"You seemed shocked, what's to be surprised for? I mean you already knew about the files content but its weird seeing you have that expression on your face." He said
"I swear to god! If I ever find you, I'll make sure to skin you alive and feed you to our pigs!" I exclaimed
"I'll be waiting for that moment."
He hung up and out of anger, I threw the phone away from where I am standing. I start walking back to the car but this guy keeps asking for his pay, I got annoyed and just straight up beat him till his down using the retractable baton I used.