A cold room with concrete walls that an antique cabinet filled with classic literature, a light bulb that illuminated the room, the room was almost empty except for a door at the end of a dark corridor.

The iron lock clicked, and the sound echoed through the room.The door swung open smoothly, and Fyodor stepped inside, his footsteps pounding on the cold floor.Piercing violet eyes slid over your body, over the small wounds on your body and the bloody bandage wrapped around your stomach.

Fyodor's thoughts returned to the moment he was able to catch you, a small bullet pierced your body and it was enough to render you unconscious.You were easy to manipulate and he liked it that way.Fyodor's thought process stopped when he realized he could have just killed you, but no he thought about you too much and decided to keep you here for his own purposes.Is he weakened? How did he let them get into his thoughts so easily? He found you interesting,he may have had another reason, but he's not likely to admit it.that's the point.He is most likely also using you for his own gain since you are a member of the detective agency and he wants to destroy it and you will be his subordinates.

«kryska,how do you like your new home, do you like the accommodation? Obviously not. But don't worry, I wouldn't dream of hurting you, given the sorry state you're in.»