I kept my face calm as I slowly raised my hands, showing them the cuffs locked around my wrists. I let out a breath and answered, "What do you think I could've done with these cuffs and this collar on me? The last thing I remember is those guys beating me. Then... she did something, and that's it. Everything went blank."
The old man stared at me for a long moment, eyes sharp and unmoving. Then, without a word, he turned to face King.
I noticed it right away, King looked pale. There was fear in his eyes, like he knew what was coming.
"Who gave you permission to call her?" the man asked coldly.
King swallowed hard. I heard it loud. He stammered as he replied, "I—I'm sorry. It was my mistake. I didn't know she would… I didn't expect this to happen."
The old man scoffed, a sound full of disgust.
