LONDON

Terzo had no remorse. If I wasn’t there, he could have tortured Magnus to death.

I flinched as he threw water at Magnus’ face to wake him up. Magnus jolted, and the chair he was tied to shook.

“What the fuck?” He swallowed and found himself tied to a chair. His eyes widened as he looked at Terzo, and his face fell on me.

“Did you actually kiss her with that mouth?” Terzo seemed breezy as if he’d interrogated people a thousand times.

“Who’s this guy, London?” He became more frightened to see Terzo was calmer.

“You should have left her alone, dude. I mean, who does that? Kidnapping...