Page 199 of Black Reign

More questions.

They move me to another room.

I refuse to answer.

One of them keeps demanding the second key.

I genuinely don't know what it is.

That seems to make him angrier.

At some point they realize I used something.

The older man enters holding the wall unit ripped from its mount.

His expression tells me enough.

“What did you send?”

I say nothing.

His hand closes around my jaw.

“Who?”

I look directly at him.

And smile.

That makes him furious.

Good.

“Who did you contact?”

I taste blood again.

This time when I answer, I use English.

“The wrong man.”

A noise comes from somewhere outside.

Not loud.

A dull impact.

Then another.

Everyone in the room changes.

The younger guard reaches for his weapon.

The older man turns toward the door.

I stop breathing.

Silence.