Scott let out a deep breath and then cleared his throat as he walked towards the intruder's unconscious body. He touched his jaw lightly as he moved it from left to right, he glared at it as if he was contemplating.
"Hmm…This ugly creature isn't familiar to me. I have only seen him today and he doesn't have an identifiable tattoo that will make us know that he is a mafia member." Scott replied and he stood up.
"But I do think he is one of those small organizations…but by the looks of him…well, he looks like he is alone and no one is supporting him." He added.
"So what are we going to do with him? I mean we couldn't just leave him here in my apartment…hi--his face is scary." She said as if she was frightened by merely looking at him.
"Who says we will let him go just like that?" Scott said firmly.
He then took one chair and dragged the intruder's body to carry him vigorously to let him sit in the chair.
