In the dim light of the cabin's interior, Dutch sat watching as his captive squirmed uncomfortably on the chair, tied up by his own bootstraps. The room was hot and smoke-filled from the cigarettes Dutch had been chain-smoking, and he took another long drag, blowing a stream of smoke towards the bound figure. The captive was a rival of the gang, and Dutch had captured them for information. He had no intention of letting them go easily once he had what he wanted.

He raised a brow. "Well?"