The Interrogation

Flameheart

Like a predator eyeing its prey, I watch as the four buff men walk into the interrogation room.

In their hearts, I am sure that they are thinking that I walked right into their trap. What they do not realize is that I have them right where they should be.

I feigned ignorance when I heard them instructing that human cop called Dawson to turn off the interrogation room surveillance cameras. They have just done precisely as I anticipated.

They want what happens in this room to go unnoticed. Very well then. I also want everything to remain unrecorded. Let us see who will get the upper hand after this.

"Shut the door and take out the tools, Fiend. Let us see just how long his arrogance will last." The guy they called chief asks the buff guy with a clean-shaven head.

The name alone gets me riled up. Who bears such a wicked name? That name is enough to send shivers down the spine of any normal being. However, if they thought they could spook me, then they have made a wrong