"My wife…" On a verge of weeping, Ethan frowned as he watched his men prepare the washboard in front of him.
"All ready, Madam." Jarred informed, standing straight on the side of the washboard as he faced Lexi. She was leaning in front of her desk, nodding upon hearing him.
"Wait for us outside." She muttered, causing Lyrick and Jarred bow their heads and retreat without a single word. Still, they could not help but glance at their boss whose life was now on Lexi's hands. Their eyes bore pity, but they already expected this would happen -- Ethan expected it too. That's why he brought these washboards with them.
Soon, when the two left, Ethan wept aloud. "My wife, please listen to my explanation! My knees haven't recovered from kneeling one week ago!" He cried, rubbing his hands against each other as he pleaded for his life.