Mr Winston was frustrated.
No, he was downright hopping mad.
What he wanted was to teach Damon Wright and Sienna Astor a lesson.
What Vivianne Astor had given him with just Damon Wright.
Worse still, he had wanted to torment Damon Wright, but nothing seemed to be working!
Since Damon Wright had woken up, he had been nothing but calm.
He was bloodied and probably bruised from the beating he had received.
Yet, he sat straight and tall, as if he was attending a meeting instead of being in pain and tied to a chair.
He never showed a single bit of discomfort on his stoic face.
When Damon had finally regained consciousness, Mr Winston had hoped that he would go crazy with anger or fear.
However, Damon had opened his eyes, scanned the old building he was in and then stared at Mr Winston until he felt uncomfortable.
Mr Winston gritted his teeth.
