"You all did great tonight," Seven's message left me letting out a resigned sigh.
He and Jace were able to tackle their pursuers. Ryan and I waited on them, watching over one of the hitmen we captured.
He was lucky I didn't intend to kill him. Otherwise, he would have joined his companion.
He was tied to a chair, and blood dripped from the wound I inflicted on his leg. Ryan gave him a good punch, Half of his face was swollen.
The basement of Seven's mansion was not air-conditioned, hence the metallic smell of his blood and sweat mixed in the surroundings.
I wrinkled my nose; waiting for Seven and Jace was taxing. I didn't want to do the interrogation because if it were up to me, this hitman would be screaming in agony right now.
Seven was best at getting answers with less torture. But they were taking a little longer to come.
I haven't heard from Jace. He had been silent ever since we had been assaulted.
