Sebastian Knight

36. Sebastian

 A forceful knock interrupted our conversation, prompting me to raise my gaze and permit whoever was on the other side to enter. Diego stepped into the room and stated, "I managed to track the car. We can depart now if you wish."

 Nodding in agreement, I couldn't risk Liliana's safety again. "Yes, we should leave. Liliana, you shall remain here. Brunhilda is present and will watch over you while we address the situation."

 Without giving Liliana a chance to respond, I felt her hand gently grasp mine. I looked at her and asked, "What is it?"

 "Take care," Liliana whispered. "I love you."

 "I love you too." I smiled down at her and swiftly kissed her lips.

 Upon exiting the office and mansion, a profound silence enveloped the car during the entirety of the ride. My thoughts were consumed with Liliana and our twins, heightened by the awareness that the incompetence of my team has placed Liliana's life in grave danger, not once, but three times.

 Upon our arrival at the warehouse, our acquaintance known as Jack was found sitting on a rustic wooden chair, his hands tightly bound behind his back and his mouth concealed by duct tape. Jack possessed a robust physique, exemplified by his shaven head and goatee. He remained unconscious with his head bowed.

 Growing impatient, I yearned for Jack's awakening, as I sought answers that I intended to extract through any means necessary. Advancing forward, I seized hold of the end portion of the duct tape, forcefully removing it from Jack's mouth, thereby arousing him from his slumber.

 Jack uttered a single phrase, “Ah. Shit,” as his gaze locked with mine.

 “Have you enjoyed your rest?” I inquired, a sly smirk adorning my countenance as I crossed my arms over my chest, subsequently seating myself in a chair adjacent to Diego, directly facing Jack.

 Delving into my pocket, I retrieved a cigar, igniting it and inhaling the perilous fumes before exhaling them into the atmosphere, even directing some towards Jack's face, instigating a coughing fit.

 “What brings me here?” Jack inquired.

 Raising an eyebrow, I maintained my unwavering stare for several moments before redirecting my gaze towards Diego, who, too, displayed a smirk that belied any pretence of ignorance.

 Releasing another puff of smoke from the cigar, I candidly asserted, “I believe you are acutely aware of the reason behind your presence here, Jack.”

 Despite my discernible insinuations, Jack continued feigning ignorance, an action that provoked an exasperated groan, igniting within me an urge to administer a forceful blow.

 “Listen, Jack, I must admit that I am not particularly averse to causing you harm, in fact, quite the opposite,' I confessed, pressing Diego into action, and I shall not impede his endeavours.”

 Witnessing Jack visibly gulp as his gaze met mine, he queried, “What? I fail to comprehend.”

 Another chuckle involuntarily escaped my lips as I responded, “Well, Jack, allow me to jog your memory. You made an egregious mistake by attempting to harm my wife.”

 "Rising from the seat, I proceeded toward the black duffel bag located beside Diego. I picked it up and brought it over to him, as the night ahead seemed lengthy and necessitated sustenance for him to remain alert.