Bojovnik nodded to Tyrell marveled at his outstanding work at subduing the bandits. It was starting to seem way too easy, but he hoped it was just all good luck. "Nice job Tyrell" Bojovnik said as he hit one of the bandits on the back of the head. The bandit cursed under his breath as Bojovnik hit him again. He looked around the room. It had a desk two chairs a cabinet and another room over to the side. It didn't make sense how could these bandits who were supposed to be huge and dangerous bandits. Yet they were running scared in a poorly made hideout. Things weren't adding up and Bojovnik wanted answers. The bandits were now sitting in a half circle around each other on the floor. As he walked around them Bojovnik motioned for Tyrell to check the desk. "Well my good friends lets get down to business shall we? Were's Deviano? Don't be shy, the Ebonstryf would like a few words with you." That seemed to wake them up and it was clear at least one of them seemed to have a much more professional look. "That's me." The man stood up. "Well I got a few questions for you Deviano." Bojovnik said with a smile as he punched Deviano in the gut. He ached forward in pain only to be greeted with a right hook to the face. "Ah screw you Stryfer!" Deviano spit at him as he took a knee sitting on the ground. "Stay here Marcico" Bojovnik enjoyed this fear people got from the mention of the Ebonstryf and he loved how stupid and quick people were to instantly believe his lie. He walked up over to Tyrell. "Find anything? We might need to move these guys to some other place know anything we could use?" Bojovnik said in a hushed voice so the bandits wouldn't hear them.Tyrell seemed like a man with connections so he should be able to have some safe house someplace around the city. It wouldn't be safe to stay in a building two people knew that they were at and Bojovnik needed to go back to his contact for the next part of the job. |