"How did you get into the warehouse? Who opened the door for you?"

The man's body trembled with fear but he refused to answer.

Michel looked up and motioned to Carlos.

He let the man go and walked towards the table at the far end of the room, only to return with a knife in hand. Michel smiled almost maliciously and leaned back in his chair, arms crossed over his chest.

"Enjoy," Michel said, nodding at Carlos.

As Carlos began to act, the man's screams filled the ...