I swear I just wanted to punch his smug little face until they'd need dental records to recognize it.
I'd been sitting quietly for about three days looking all sad and hopeless like the fool was before a plan was hatched and I took control. Twitch getting caught actually helped me for once as well.
Waiting for him to be dumb enough to get close to the box was the only reason it took so long.
When Cameron finally did, he looked at me and said in a mocking tone, "Awww come on. Does the wittle JP have no fight left in him."
"For three days I've been debating weather to put you in a vat of broken glass and shake it up or gouge your eyes out with a rusty spork. I think I'll just do both." He looked shocked as I punched through the five layer thick plexiglass container and wrapped my hands around his scrawny little neck.
"Now listen here you little shit, you're gonna tell me who you work for, why me, and who you work for."
"You..sa..said the last one twice"
"I know, I just really want to find and kill them."
"No." How cute.
"Glass and Sporks for you then. Take him back to base Twitch, I have work to do."
"Yes...sir."
Veigar signing out.
