“Open the door,” Tyron ordered as he walked towards the prisoner’s pathwalk, with hands in his pocket, behind him was Jack who was clearly confused of what was happening. “Why are we here?” Jack asked. Tyron grinned and glanced at Jack, who was now walking beside him.“Just watch,” He said and walk towards the table where the torture tools were. “My patience is becoming little each day, so I did what I think would be easier,” Tyron said. “You know me, Jack, I don’t like complicated and shitty things,” He then added before walking towards one of the prison rooms with a hammer on his right hand, turning his back to see Jack.“This is not you, Ty,” Jack said, Tyron grinned and laughed a little. “I don’t even know who I am anymore,” He just said before returning his gaze at the prison door, he could see one of the men who killed Shierra, fighting for his dear life, hands tied and swollen face, wounded cuts on his arms. “I will do everything to find out the truth,” He said and walked towar
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