Tristan didn't stop at interrogating one prisoner. He still had the second one, and this time, he told to tie him up before anything began.
He used truth serum on this man, too, but through an injection instead of a drink. This way, its effect lasted longer.
The second prisoner knew as much as the first. Michael the archangel, dreams, online conversations.
Sadly, neither of the men knew Michael's face—he was hiding it at the meeting, just like everybody else. The most Tristan got out of the prisoners was a general description of his physical build and his voice.
When the effect of the truth serum wore off, Tristan left the second prisoner and messaged Damien that both men were his to quietly dispose of.
They gave Tristan all they had and were left as crumpled, empty plastic coffee cups. Tristan took his pleasure stomping on them mentally, and then Damien, no doubt, was going to stomp on them physically.
It was great.
