35. Didn't get the memo.

Adrian's Pov

I entered the dimly lit room, my two men stood in the back of the room. The captive, bound to a chair, looked up at me with wide, fearful eyes. I nodded to my men, indicating they could leave us alone.

They exited silently, shutting the heavy door behind them. The room now echoed with the muffled sounds from outside, creating an eerie atmosphere.

I stepped closer to the trembling man, studying him intently. His fear was evident, but I maintained a calm demeanor.

"I've been searching for you for quite some time," I said, my voice echoing softly in the confined space. His eyes darted around nervously, searching for what I presume to be an escape that didn't exist.