Every second she’d been away, he had been glued to the implant readouts, but although she’d experienced fear, she hadn’t been physically harmed. His adrenaline levels spiked when he realized she wasn’t being brought back to the interrogation room. The sound of a key in the door had him heaving a sigh of relief. Perhaps they’d simply got fed up with her shouting and gagged her for the last few feet. He knew she was still conscious and damn angry. Tamas entered the room, wearing his customary condescending smile. “Good evening Mr. Temple. I hope you’re enjoying your accommodations?” “What are you doing to her?” Connor wasn’t interested in playing his verbal sparring games. Tamas just raised an eyebrow. “I must say I’m disappointed. Chesara provides an intriguing if ‘colourful’ conversation partner, but I was hoping for more shall we say ‘sophisticated’ conversation from you.” As Tamas moved closer to him, Connor could smell his aftershave, and together with the pristine crisp white shirt, it brought home how much he stank.
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