“The back of Gerard’s hand slapped Tufic’s battered face. “Where are they? What have you done with them?” The physician’s head sank low against his chest, blood gushed from open wounds around his eyes and nose. They had been at it for nearly twenty-two hours. Upon catching the “demon,” the mercenary had immediately taken him to the safe house in the eastern sector of the city, where they bound him to a chair and began the long interrogation process. “Tell me!” Gerard roared. Tufic lifted defiant... eyes to meet his captor. He had very little strength left and simply would be unable to survive his ordeal much longer. The mercenary knew that he had very little time to obtain the location of the Book and Solomon’s ring…which meant more drastic measures were becoming necessary. “Archibald,” Gerard said, nodding over to the kiln. His lieutenant strode silently to the blaze, pulling out the fire poker, glowing white from the heat. He handed the instrument to Gerard and walked away to the door.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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