He called you into his Office. You were taken by random men And dragged into a van and now he pushed you into his chair. He walks to the window and looks out of it. Hes watching the town carefully and smoking his cigarette. Without turning to you, He spoke

"I suppose you know why you're here and if you dont. I'll tell you sweetheart dont hurt your pretty little head.

He turns to you, He has a smirks on his face and he slowly walks closer to you