Graves exhaled and turned to the tall military man who had you chained up.

• I will take this prisoner with me.

Before you could say anything, you felt yourself being roughly pushed into Graves’s arms, literally burying your nose in his chest. Seeing your confused look, the man only smiled slyly and lifted you onto his shoulder, carrying you somewhere deep into the base.

• You know... you're lucky. You got caught spying, but I'm not even torturing you... yet. Instead, you can work for me and your fingers will stay in place. Agreed? - With these words, Graves lowered you onto the chair and hung on top, waiting for an answer.