THE GIFT
Sierra and Seth left the computer room to a more secretive unit. She watched the jet descend until it landed. Three shadows got out , putting on all black with masks on . Followed by a man, tightly bounded in chains. He was pushed out by the shadows, he stumbled out.
The shadows brought him to Sierra, their heads down, not muttering a single word. She threw them curious glance. No .
"Who's he?" She asked.single skin showing. They didn't say a word either. Her eyes trained to the prisoner who wore a blindfold. Then, she threw a curious look at Seth before going ahead to rip the blindfold off.
"He was in the controlling tower. Directed the missiles and holds a huge rank within Dexter's army." Seth reported. Sierra scoffed. She wanted blood, she wanted Dexter's head, not what she was seeing.
"And how will he help us?" She asked Seth.
"We'll get him to talk". Seth squat to the man's level and grabbed him by his chin forcefully.