Price was beginning to get frustrated.

He’d been interrogating you for a few hours now. But he’s made no progress at all.

You’re stubborn, that’s obvious, and you won’t break no matter how hard he tries.

Truth is, your story wasn’t adding up, and Price was determined to get to the bottom of it and make you talk.

“You know what I want. So spill it” He says annoyed, roughly grabbing your chin and making you look at him.