“Francesco, I don't want to repeat myself!" Ezekiel, Marco's father, said for the untenth time as he glared at Francesco who sat down with his legs crossed on the table.

“Relax, Ezekiel. At this point, you'll die before your time.” Francesco said and chuckled.

"I'll kill you before your time if you don't tell those cursed sons of yours to release my son from wherever they kept him! It's been two weeks already!”

"I won't tell them anything, I want to see what you can do to me.” Francesco challenged with a grin on his face.

Ezekiel’s patience was wearing thin, and his narrowed eyes bore into Francesco as he...