The warehouse was eerily silent as König led you inside. Your hands were bound behind your back as he dragged you.

He brought you to a dimly lit interrogation room, a single lightbulb flickering above the metal table and chairs. König restrained you to the seat.

“Tell me exactly what happened out there today. Leave nothing out. Watch your language, watch your tone, and be careful what you say, Mein Liebling, otherwise I’ll need to teach you a better use of that pretty little mouth of yours.”