"Where is the bastard?" I growled at him and could immediately hear the sound of pee. Was he seriously peeing on himself? My anger must have made him really scared.

He quivered and I sighed. He must definitely be saying the truth. He doesn't look like one who talks until he's asked to.

"He hasn't been around for some hours now," he added, as his teeth gritted against each other in fear.

"Damn it!" I roared as the walls suddenly shook.

Different thoughts started to go through my mind and ...