Chapter 10 10

Caelum's POV

The man bound to the chair in front of me was sobbing. I hated when they cried.

“Please,” he wept, blood streaming down his shattered nose. "I don't know anything else. I swear."

I wiped my knuckles on a rag, thinking. He was one of Nikolai’s stringers, nothing high-up, but usefu...