IT HURTS

Olivia's Pov

The rain poured down relentlessly, drenching everything in sight. I stood there, my dark hair clinging to my face, as I stared at the enemy on his knees before me. Blood oozed from his shattered kneecaps, creating a grim and haunting sight. Time was running out, and I had to act quickly.

With a stern expression, I leaned in closer to him, the raindrops mingling with the intensity in my eyes. The sound of thunder echoed through the deserted warehouse adding an ominous backdrop to our confrontation.

"Why were you at the Chicago port?" I demanded, my voice firm and unwavering, barely audible over the pounding rain.

He groaned in pain, his face twisted in agony. "I...I." I had to admit his guts that he was thinking of wasting my precious time.

I grabbed him by the collar, my fingers gripping tightly. "You better start talking, or the pain you're feeling now will be nothing compared to what's coming next."

His eyes widened with fear as the rain continued to pour down on us. Th