CARLISLE Since Alex couldn't give me answers, maybe the reporter could. Besides, if he had used his brain and not sent those pictures, this wouldn't be happening. “We meet again. Do you have answers for me now? Who sent you those pictures? " I asked, trying to seem calm. The reporter was already sweating. "I-I didn't know who sent me the information, sir.” I raised an eyebrow. "You didn't know?" I repeated "How convenient." I nodded to my men, who stepped forward and started beating the reporter. He cried out in pain as they punched and kicked him. After a few minutes, I signaled for my men to stop. The reporter was gasping for breath, his face bruised. "Now, let's try this again," I said, stepping closer "Who sent you the information?" The reporter shook his head, looking like he was about to pass out. "I-I don't know, sir," he whispered. I sighed, nodding to my men again. They continued the beating, stopping and starting several times. Each time, I would ask the rep
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