Reign's POV
I stood in front of the cabinet we had in the basement. I was looking for the right tool to use but nothing was jumping out to me. I clenched my fists a few times and I knew why nothing was sticking out to me. I wanted to use my fist. I wanted to feel the pain somewhere else besides my heart. I turned to the guy strapped in the chair. He was caught cheating at the poker table early this morning. I was called because I had stayed in my suit last night.
"Lucky for you I'm in a fighting mood this morning." I said turning around to the guy that was strapped to the chair.
"What is that supposed to mean?" he asked.
"It means that the first thing you are going to do is tell me why you were trying to steal from me." I snapped at him.
"Seemed like a good idea." he said so nonc
