Alone
she whispers.
I hold my hand out and Alex sets the tablet in my hands. I flip it around to show her the live footage. "This is live feed. Whatever I tell my men to do to them, you will watch it happen. Each smart ass or false answer you give me, your family will pay."
"You're an awful person," she says, her eyes watering with tears.
"So I've been told. Now, last time. Who's your boss?" I ask.
"I work alone," she says. "I wouldn't get even half of the money I make if I worked under someone."