There are things more terrifying than blatant violence. And the man sitting behind the desk now was a perfect example of that, his presence alone made the two men standing before him tremble on their feet. Hendrick didn't say a word. He only moved his fingers slightly— a silent gesture that finally allowed his men to speak.
The report came in again today.
Always the same. Always disappointing.
"He did it again, sir."
The same phrase. Over and over again. As if it was rehearsed.
"He did it again, sir."
"He did it again, sir."
"Again, he did it again, sir."
Day after day. That was all he heard.
It seemed this one captive was truly hard to break.
He decided to see the man for himself.
