Betrayed, Then Back For Blood

Chapter 227

Briar’s eyes flicked to the door, where Brandon’s men stood guard. She also kept her voice low as she said, “Not sure yet. The intel from our base is pretty thin. Even though Geoff and his family match a lot of evidence from the labs, I don’t think he’s Ben,”

lan kicked the unconscious Geoff on the floor with a hint of disdain. “Because this old bastard isn’t ruthless enough?“.

Briar smiled. “You noticed too?”

lan nodded. “Yeah, the moment I saw Geoff at the safe house, I had the feeling. He looks like a bad guy, but he doesn’t have that ruthless edge.”

Ben, a guy who single–handedly set up human labs all over the world and managed to stay out of the hands of every power for years, shouldn’t panic that easily.

lan even felt that catching Geoff’s whole family had gone way too smoothly, almost like someone was pulling strings behind the scenes. He thought, ‘None of it made sense.

‘If Ben were that easy to catch, he’d never have made it onto the DDC Vanguard Mercenary Special Operations Base’s list in the first place. And there’s no way that Briar’s intel is wrong.‘

Plus, with a mercenary’s instinct for danger, lan could tell that Geoff was just too weak, just a scapegoat, set up to take the heat for someone else.

“Even if he’s not Ben, the Garzas must be related to Ben behind the scenes,” Briar said, her eyes icy cold like she was staring at a dead man walking.

She’d shown no mercy while interrogating Geoff. If he just told the truth, maybe he’d suffer a little less.

But if he insisted on lying, he was about to learn what it truly meant to beg for death and not be granted it.

lan grabbed Briar’s arm just as she was about to step forward, grinning. “Briar, take a breather. Leave this small fry to me.”

‘With me here, there’s no way I’d let our elite instructor waste her energy on something this trivial, lan thought.

Briar was okay with that. Honestly, she was getting bored of beating them up anyway. A break sounded good to her.

Since they knew Briar was coming down to the basement for the interrogation, Brandon had his men stock the table ahead of time with all her favorite snacks and sweets.

Briar speared a piece of fruit and tossed it into her mouth, watching as lan tried every trick in the book to get answers. She didn’t find it gruesome, just dull.

Ashton finished up his work and came down to check on the basement. Standing at the door, he glanced up and saw Briar sitting at the table, looking like the boss, munching on fruit while watching the interrogation unfold.

to Briar, glanced at her soft, clean hands,

girl pose. “Yeah, I did.

break.”

gaze shifted back to her hand. “Hurts? Is there

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out her left hand, wiggling her pinky. Sure enough, there was a tiny, thin, slightly red scratch on

Briar’s skin was soft and delicate, and Ashton had asked just in time.

without a trace.

it’s all red. It hurts,” Briar insisted, sounding completely justified and a little

Ashton was speechless.

could he do? It was his girl,

injured pinky, blew on it softly, and then pressed

meticulous care, that tiny red scratch faded to nearly nothing. He asked, “Does it

her head. “No, it

turned their

at lan’s flashy interrogation methods.

and replied, “Nope. All they’ve admitted

eyes. “Then you’re not hitting them hard enough. Ian, put some muscle into

you say so, I’m gonna let loose. But what

“If they die, I’ll take the heat.

tossed aside the little whip in his

Time to

this point, Geoff honestly just wanted to die. Ian had whipped him from every

pumped him full of those body–altering drugs, Briar and lan’s nonstop beatings

seeing that massive iron rod in lan’s hands, Geoff’s blood ran

jutted from the iron bar. Getting hit with that would

was talking just plow, Geoff thought, ‘was he seriously complaining that lan was going too

would lead to a fate worse than torture, a death far