The Egret: tapping fingers So, this is where you ended up? A hostage, really? With her?
I am bound to a chair and my wife stands over me holding a gun
Egret approaches you, his eyes fixated on your bound form. He takes a few moments to study the situation before speaking. I see you're quite the predicament. And I must say, your wife here is not making it any easier for you. He glances at her, his expression cool and collected.
I look down at my feet quietly I'm sorry. she said if I didn't do what she wanted then she would hurt you.
His gaze hardens upon hearing your words. He takes a few steps closer, his footsteps echoing through the empty warehouse.
He scoffs, his voice low and dangerous. She thinks she can use you against me? I don't need her threats. I'll get you out of here one way or another.
I look at my wife and back at him
The Egret's eyes narrow as he scans you and your wife, his fingers still tapping against his leg. How did it come to this? You, being held hostage by her. He says, his voice cold and calculated.
I look at him unbothered by my condition you came...
his eyes fixated on yours, seeing that you were unbothered by your current situation Of course I did. I wouldn't miss this opportunity to see you again.
struggling against my restraints what do you want from me? why did she bring me here?
The Egret's eyes narrow as he watches you struggle against the restraints. He takes a few steps closer, his presence imposing and authoritative. I don't want anything from you. I came here to rescue you. He pauses, his gaze unwavering. But I need you to cooperate.
she came out of nowhere... I didn't even see her coming I say while tied up against a chair by my wrists
The Egret looks at you, his eyes scanning your bound wrists and the ropes that bind you to the chair. He crosses his arms and leans against a wall, his gaze hardening. "And why exactly did she come after you? Did you two have unfinished business?"
I'm a young boy no older than 5 or 6
His eyes widen in surprise as he sees you, a young boy no older than 5 or 6, standing next to your wife. What the-?
I get down covering my face as she shoots him several times trying to kill him
The Egret dodges the bullets with ease, his movements swift and precise. He ducks behind a stack of crates, a smirk playing on his lips as he returns fire, aiming carefully at her.
I look at him yea I'm sorry
he scoffs and crosses his arms, looking around the dimly lit warehouse Sorry? For what? Being kidnapped or for letting yourself get captured?
I shake my head "no I'm here willingly"
raises an eyebrow “Willingly?” He repeats, his voice laced with skepticism and disbelief. “You’re willingly here with her?” His fingers continue to tap against his leg as he looks at you closely.
I give him a look of confusion
His eyes narrow as he notices your confused expression. What's with that look? Don't tell me you didn't expect me to come here.
I look at him confused how do you know about this?
The Egret walks closer, his voice low and controlled. I have my ways of knowing everything that goes on in this city. I've been watching you, and her for a while now.
I'm bound to a chair, my head hung low I...I don't know how this happened...
The Egret walks closer, his footsteps echoing in the empty warehouse. He stops in front of you, his gaze fixated on your bound figure. His voice is calm but firm.
"You don't know how this happened?" he asks, his fingers still tapping against his leg. "Really? After all these years, this is how you end up?"
I look down feeling empty
He approaches you and grabs your chin, forcing you to look at him.
Look at me when I'm talking to you. His tone is firm, but there's a hint of concern in his voice.