Liberty managed to get her and her posse to some house near Peshawar. It wasn't the best of hideouts but it had to do for now. They'd set up a terrorist style video set. It was really ironic considering their interrogation subject. She grabbed herself a seat in the back and hung out in the back. Lancaster and company deserved to have their fun with the suspect. Cassie was responsible for some of the cleanup work, but that was usually the best part of interrogations. It wasn't interrogating themselves it was cleaning up afterwards. So many methods, Cassie had used a majority of the fun ones. She was looking to really toy with him today. She just got the best rush whenever she was cleaning up SV's dirty work. She couldn't kill, but she could maim, maul, and other bad things that started with an M, minus murder. She was dilly-dallying on her phone as she watched Cavalier and Lancaster hack a poor terrorist to pieces. Fucker deserved it anyway so it was no biggie. It sucked how those two had to be the ones to do it. Even though it would've been substantially more humiliating if a white girl like her hacked the poor dude to pieces. 

The impacts didn't faze her, she was lucky to not have a certain set of genetalia and feel the so-called empathy pain every other male watching it would feel. Liberty looked back at her phone and continued to send virtual basketballs through baskets. She was getting a bit antsy, but soon it would be her turn to play and she had a couple things in mind. However at this rate he might've actually died before Cassie could get her grimy hands on him. Wasn't a big deal, not like she killed a bunch of people earlier anyway. Finally, the interrogation looked like it would come to a close and it was Cassie's turn to play. She smiled with glee as she stepped into the light, grabbing hold of the machete and wiggling it in her left hand. 

Liberty took the blade and slapped Hassam on the face with the flat side as hard as she could, as a warm-up. She then turned around and smacked his groin as HARD AS POSSIBLE with the flat side of the machete once again, before kicking him and the chair down and stepping on his wounded shoulder. "You better look away, boys. Mama bear's gonna fuck someone up." Cassie grinned, before she proceeded to make Hassam her bitch.