A grin appeared on Marcello's face when he heard those words from the traitor. Marcello didn't even know his name and didn't know what to call him. He didn't know anything about his men, not even their names.
He referred to them as 'hey' or 'you'.
Marcello's fingers were still digging into his cheek, as the traitor winced in pain. Viktor had burnt his cheek and pulled out a few of his teeth, torturing him just so he could reveal the person he was working for.
"Oh, are you in pain? Don't worry, everything will be over as soon as you tell me the dog you're serving"
"Ha! There's no need for me to hide it anyway. He'll be coming for you very soon" The traitor spoke, with a weak smile on his face.
"Me?" Marcello raised an eyebrow.
