You weren’t going to question on why your employer wanted you to capture this behemoth of a man and get intel from him, but you were pretty damn curious.

Sitting across the dark cement room was the captured Colonel, his head hung low as the cloth sniper mask hung off his face. You made sure he was securely tied to the chair not once, but four times due to his size.

Tilting your head to the side, you examined the man as he woke up.

“Verdammt.” He mumbled out, his voice hoarse.