78

LONDON

Terzo had no remorse. If I wasn’t there, he could have tortured Magnus to death.

I flinched as he threw water at Magnus’ face to wake him up. Magnus jolted, and the chair he was tied to shook.

“What the fuck?” He swallowed and found himself tied to a chair. His eyes widened as he looked at Terzo, and his face fell on me.

“Did you actually kiss her with that mouth?” Terzo seemed breezy as if he’d interrogated people a thousand times.

“Who’s this guy, London?” He became more frightened to see Terzo was calmer.

“You should have left her alone, dude. I mean, who does that? Kidnapping your ex for money?” He chuckled. I couldn’t believe he found torturing someone fun.

“Let me go, asshole.” He wiggled as he tried to let himself loose, his eyes pinning at the man beside me.

Terzo tsked. “Wrong answer, dude.” When he pulled the gun behind him, it began to rattle me.

“Don’t. I told you I’m not gonna be involved in this.”

“Very well.” I let go a breath when he put the gun on his