He found a chair and sat down, overwhelmed by the gravity of the situation.

Alick led Jaylen's assistant to where Jaylen was locked up.

Jaylen was in a bad shape, lying in bed with an IV drip in his arm.

The assistant barely recognized him; Jaylen's face was swollen and unrecognizable.

He couldn't imagine what Jaylen had been through.

Quietly, Alick handed something to Isaac, whispering, “This guy was close to Jaylen. Maybe he knows things Jaylen wouldn't tell us."

Isaac glanced up.

Jaylen's assistant, flanked by two men, entered the room.

He trembled at the sight of Isaac, avoiding his gaze.

Isaac stood and approached him, his tall figure casting a menacing shadow.

The assistant shivered with fear.

Before Isaac could speak, the assistant blurted out, "I don't know anything."

Isaac said calmly, "You're his trusted man, yet you know nothing? I find that hard to believe. Take your time to remember. You'll talk eventually."

He nodded to his men. “Let him think it over."

Understanding the signal, they forced the assistant to the floor and began to beat him.

The assistant clutched his head, curling into a ball.

A kick to his stomach made him feel as if his internal organs were broken.

In agony, he gasped. “I... I truly don't know anything..."

Hardly had he spoken when another blow struck him.

This time, Alick delivered a fierce kick to his chest.