Eight

ALEXANDER’S POV

“Where is he?” I asked, the second Marco walked up to me.

“He is tied up in the electrifying chair, Boss.” He responded causing me to nod and take more steps further till I came face to face with him.

There was a bulb hanging above his head, shining its light on him. There was fear written all over him because his eyes darted over the room countless times causing him to release gasps that barely came out due to the cloth tied around his mouth.

“Welcome Boss.” They greeted but I paid no attention to them.

“Take it off.” I ordered no one in particular and watched Marco make his way forward to do so.

Five of my boys had carried out the operation and were all standing here with me.

I watched keenly as Marco’s fingers pulled the final strand out causing the fucker’s mouth to be free.

“Who are you? Why am I here? What do you want with me? What did I…” His voice trailed off the second I pulled my hood off to reveal my face.

I knew he must have heard of me or seen my picture s