Chapter One Hundred And Sixty Three

“Remember that we have to remain calm no matter what he says or does.” Evans said to Ryan as they walked towards the place where they had kept Monroe all the while because he knew Ryan had the propensity to be erratic sometimes.

“I know that.” Ryan nodded

“Okay, good.”

They got to the room and without any hesitation or stopping to think about the decision they had arrived at concerning their hostage, Ryan turned the doorknob to reveal the inside of the room.

There, Monroe was, strapped to a bed; his mouth duct taped so he didn’t make a sound and alert anyone. Not like there was a single living soul that could be found for miles but still, it was better to be safe than sorry.

“Hello, Monroe. It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” Evans asked, as he strolled into the room behind Ryan, a smile on his face.

Monroe saw them and began to wrestle with his bindings eager to be out of them. He thrashed and thrashed on the bed while screaming at them or rather attempting to scream at them seeing as th