114 The Unknown Variable (3)

"Wait you mean... THE TROY INDUSTRIES?" The way Arnold screamed the company's name, startled his summons a little bit.

"So you know him?" Alice asked with a perplexed look on her face.

"I was employed at their office in Florida before all this dungeon crap happened!"

"You used to work with his company? Well, that's something new..." Alice mumbled.

"But why would he try to kidnap Nicole and do all of this crap? It doesn't make any sense-"

"Arnold, I've got General Nathan's contact details as you asked." Amanda came running into the interrogation room.

"That was quick. Are you related to Usain Bolt or something?" Arnold smirked as she sent him the details and then proceeded to call a few men to clean up the interrogation room as it had started to smell a little bit.

But for Arnold had gotten used to being around Bad-Breath, who smelt worse than a skunk. The smell was nothing special thus he paid no heed to it and proceeded to call Nathan.