“This gives me no pleasure, it really doesn’t.” The words greet Matt as he slips into the garage of Veles Taxi.
There are five men surrounding Claire, two more standing by, all of them with their focus on the bloody interrogation taking place.
Guns, knives, and the man speaking to Claire has a metal baseball bat tucked beneath her chin.
He asks her to answer whatever questions he's been fielding her, and the frantic drum of her heartbeat hits Matt's ears louder than anything. For months anger has been roiling and mounting inside of Matt while he was Bound in Milliways, and listening to the one-sided conversation it increases ten-fold.
The Russian speaks low, promising Claire darkly while nudging her with the bat, “I will begin breaking you a piece at a time.”
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There are five men surrounding Claire, two more standing by, all of them with their focus on the bloody interrogation taking place.
Guns, knives, and the man speaking to Claire has a metal baseball bat tucked beneath her chin.
He asks her to answer whatever questions he's been fielding her, and the frantic drum of her heartbeat hits Matt's ears louder than anything. For months anger has been roiling and mounting inside of Matt while he was Bound in Milliways, and listening to the one-sided conversation it increases ten-fold.
The Russian speaks low, promising Claire darkly while nudging her with the bat, “I will begin breaking you a piece at a time.”
On those words, Matt kills the lights.