"What do we have here?"
The calmness of the man's voice made Hex tense up. At a glance he could tell that the man was dangerous.
His ice cold blue eyes regarded Hex with a similar indifference as he had seen when apex predators looked at rats.
Nothing was said for a while. They just looked at each other. One with indifferent cold blue eyes, the other with anger-filled worried black eyes.
'He is confident and cold. One move and he will strike to kill.'
Hex gently placed Gorge on one of the empty chairs. He could sense the man's gaze never withdrawing from him.
Gorge was too weak to even remain conscious. He had bouts of awareness.
"Stay here buddy," Hex whispered softly as he made sure Gorge was well strapped with his robe wrapped around him, so he wouldn't fall over.
Hex only looked at the man once he was assured of his work on the straps.
"Can we take this outside?" He calmly asked the man, who so far hadn't done anything else than looking.
