d just set over the city, casting a golden glow over the towering skyscrapers. But the peaceful evening atmosphere was shattered by the sound of screams and explosions.
Victor's violent rampage continued unabated, as he slammed another man's head into the wall with brutal force, knocking out teeth and spilling blood from the man's head. He released his grip on the now lifeless body and grabbed the next man approaching him, his movements fierce and unrelenting.
"Where is it?" Victor growled, as his eyes blazed with intensity. "This is your last chance to save yourself. Tell me about the briefcase. And you walk out of here a free man."
The man trembled as blood spilled out from his mouth. "I-I don't know what you're talking about," he stammered.
Victor boiled with rage and his expression turned Galicia. He slammed the man into a nearby corner and loomed over him menacingly. "You'd rather die than spill, huh?"
