Chapter 85; Finding information.

“Urgh!” Martin groaned loudly as blood spewed out of his mouth, splattering the floor with crimson hue.

He was in a dungeon, strapped to a metal chair where he was receiving punishment from Regan and Estan.

The duo were standing before him, Regan's fist was stained with the guard’s blood as he glared at him with peak killing intent.

“He won't say anything.” Estan remarked, equally frustrated as Regan was.

Martin raised his head and faced them, grinning from ear to ear. His blooded mouth gave him an irritating look.

They had been at it for two days since he had been detained, trying to get information out of him. His stubbornness was peak and he hadn't given in to their tortures.

“How are we supposed to know why he wanted to kill my wife? And who sent him. For all we know, he might even know something about Jenna's whereabouts.” Regan said, his veins popping out from his neck.

Estan nodded slowly. “You think he is working for Jenna?” He asked.

“I know it.” Regan maintained. He went o