"Ezrah was kneeling in the corner with his hands tied behind his back. His clothes were in disarray, and his face was livid. He was in a mess. It was visible that Paul and John had tortured him."

Hansen walked over and stopped right in front of him.

Ezrah looked up and stared at him with high vigilance.

"Mr. Haris, can you tell who I am? Hansen asked in a neutral tone. He had a faint smile at the corner of his lips."

You are... Ezrah asked in fear as he inspected Hansen's face carefully.

"The smile on Hansen's face faded away and was soon replaced by a sharp gaze....