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In a small cell in Terminal City you could clearly hear threats and torture screams.
The smell of old blood as fresh, sweet tears and screams could be heard coming out of the small cell.
Alec punched the hardest he could on the already bloody man, but this time on the nose. "Where is she? What have you done with my daughter! I swear to god I will make you pay!" Alec's face was full with pure hatred and rage. In that moment he forgot all the years of Manticore training.
All he wanted was his daughter.
"Fuck you Alec!" Alec pushed him fiercely off the chair. Making the man gasp.
He sat over the man and took his pinky playing with it. "Did you know that there are five torture methods? There is knife… hot…cold…psyche… and electricity. And you my man… haven't yet experienced any of this thing yet… which one should I start with?" he asked like he was asking what favorite ice cream he liked"… I think I prefer knife" The man whimpered pathetically.
"Tell me where she is. And I might think about letting you walk out this cell alive"
"You never deserved her! You never will! She belongs to me!" he spited blood and screamed out of pain, when Alec broke his pinky then cutting the top of it slowly. "You're sick! Sick!"
"I have nine fingers to go, tell me where she is and it will all stop" he said it coldly Alec took his thumb and the man paniced.
"Okay! Okay! I will tell you everything!"
Alec stared into the mans eyes, a men he use to trust. "Very good Logan… tell me everything."