"What would it matter, Ambrose? Anyone you knew before you will never see again." Brianna pushed her thumb against the burn. "You aren't ever going to escape here." She realised then how mad she was at the subject and how much she hated him. He'd made such a mockery of her. He couldn't die? Even better. His torture would be endless.

The Boss threw open the door with an impressive amount of force for such an old man. "Brianna! Hunter! What's going on here? What are you doing to my dear Ambrose?"