"What do you want?"

Your eyes settled on the Asian who had entered the room. You were tied to a chair with ropes, unable to move your arms and legs. Wo Fat looked at you with his typical stoic, aloof gaze, a small cocky smile on his lips.

"What I want? Please, you are smart. You know what I want."

You swallowed. Since you were part of the Five-0 Task Force, it was obvious that Wo Fat would want to use you as leverage or as an informant to get to your boss, Steve McGarrett.