Domino did not know how much time had passed before she regained consciousness.
Her body tingled, and her vision was blurry.
"Wake up."
Through the haze, Domino felt a hand pat her cheek a few times. She jolted, suddenly remembering what had happened earlier.
As her senses returned, Domino realized she was hanging from the ceiling. All her clothes had been removed, along with her glasses and hat.
Panic began to rise in her chest.
What had happened? Why was she in such a humiliating state? She looked at the man standing before her.
He had an ordinary face, but the chill in his eyes made her shudder.
She knew that look. Her friend Sadi wore it when interrogating prisoners for information, but this man's gaze was even colder.
Just having him stare at her made her hair stand on end and sent a chill down her spine.
"Who are you? What do you want? I'm Domino, Vice Warden of Impel Down. If you kill me, the Marines will hunt you down.
"But if you let me go now, I can overlook the kidnapping. You can tell me what you want, too. If it's within my power, I'll help you get it."
Domino was a clever woman. She had chosen her words carefully.
First, she threatened Werther by revealing her identity, making sure he understood the consequences of hurting her.
Then she offered him an incentive.
That alone made me think more highly of her. What a clever woman.
Werther stepped up to Domino and looked at the beautiful woman he had stripped bare.
He had not removed her clothes to ogle her body.
Werther intended to make her reveal his target's whereabouts. Most people were far more vulnerable when they were completely naked.
Werther's finger slid slowly over Domino,