They dragged him in, as he was still fighting the guards that had to use about 4 pairs of cuffs on him. You expected that, so you just stared for, a moment or two at most. The guards bow, as you gesture for them to get out. They let go of his arms, dropping him there.

You set him on one of your chairs, staring at him fuming with the tape on his mouth. You smirk, grabbing the tape and taking it off.

“Who the hell are you? What do you want from me?!?” He yelled. He had a mouth full of questions you barely processed.