*HUFF* *HUFF*
Heavy breathing filled the silent room. Doug loomed over Eddy, his shadow covering the man.
Face bruised, blood dripping on the concrete from his busted lip, He struggled to lift his head, gazing at the man that just turned his face into a punching bag.
Doug looked at Eddy, his eyes cold, fists bruised with traces of blood from them.
The air stifling as his crew looked at his back, growing larger and more menacing to them. The sight leaving permanent scars in their minds.
Eddy sat in the wooden chair; limbs restrained with duct tape. His eyes twitching from the impact of Doug's fists.
Doug then slowly approached Eddy. With his left hand, grabbed the man's shirt, yanking it towards him.
Doug's right fist smashed into Eddy's face, a sharp crack of bone ringing through the air. Letting go of Eddy after, the man's head facing up, breathing heavily.
"Now I'm going to ask again, who do you work for?" Doug's voice echoed in the silent office.
*COUGH* *COUGH*
