Taken (III)
The boy rubbed his butt as Klaus dropped him to the ground. The boy had skin like copper and hair like black fleece. Fear radiated from his eyes when Klaus looked into him.
"You're just a kid, but you have the nerve to kidnap someone. Where is Sheila?"
The boy turned his face away. "I don't know."
"What?" Klaus grabbed the boy's jaw. "Don't mess around with me, you little shit. You took the ransom I put on the park bench."
The boy just shut his mouth and gave Klaus an annoying look. Not getting the answer he wanted, Klaus searched for him. The boy started screaming and attracted people around the park. They just watched but didn't want to get involved.
Klaus snapped his fingers, and the boy lost his voice instantly. The boy tried to scream, but no matter how hard he tried, no sound came out of his mouth even though his throat was vibrating.
"Scream and ask for help if anyone cares."