OLIVER CAGE: Return Of The Lionheart

Ninety one

Pascal groaned as he opened his eyes. He was placed in the center of a large room with very dim lightning. The room was well ventilated, and from the way it seemed, it was like an abandoned hotel. Pascal tried to move from his sitting position but he soon saw that he was strapped to a chair. Where was he exactly? He asked himself.

"Hello, cop. We did not want to ruin your sleep earlier so we had to let you have the best time of your life. But now that you are awake, I guess it is time to get straight to business," Veronika said to him without a smile on her face. She walked closer and that was when Pascal saw the rest of the women gazing at him.

"Where am I? Who are you people?" He asked. Veronika approached him and gazed into his eyes.

"We are people who you do not need to concern yourself with when we are done with our business. All we ask is that you cooperate and everything will be just fine. Now, where is she?" Veronika asked.

"Where is who?" Pascal asked back.

"The matron. Ivy.