CHAPTER 69 IT'S ALL A GAME.

Asad's finger tightened on the trigger, the device crackling to life as he thrust it against Connor's chest. The prisoner screamed in agony, his body convulsing as the powerful electric current coursed through him, his muscles contracting and spasming violently. Michael watched, his face impassive and determined as he spoke. "You can make this stop, Connor," he said, his voice cold and unyielding. "Tell us what we want to know." Connor gasped for air, his body still twitching and jerking as he fought against the pain. Michael waited, his gaze never wavering as he watched Connor writhe in agony. As the seconds ticked by, it became clear that the prisoner was either too defiant or too traumatized to talk. "Enough," Michael said, his voice like ice. "He won't talk. Finish it." Asad nodded, his jaw set with grim determination as he pressed the device harder against Connor's chest. "I hope you enjoy the afterlife, Connor," Michael said, his voice devoid of emotion as he watched the pr