Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James)
Chapter 269

There was room for improvement for Katy's acting skills, as her eyes betrayed a frantic desperation.

James frowned, "That's her?"

Colt responded, "Yes, Mr. Burke, it's her."

James glanced over at Katy, who was trembling all over.

"Don't you know who I am?"

"I don't know you! Your people dragged me here. Is there no law anymore? I'm going to call the police!"

"Fine, give her the phone. Let her call the police!"

James' comment instantly deflated Katy's bravado.

"And tell the cops who have been colluding with the kidnappers! Who kidnapped Sophie!"

Hearing James' words, Katy lost all her fight. She collapsed to the ground, speechless.

Someone mentioned, "Mr. Burke, when we caught her, she was buying a train ticket to flee to Bloomsbury. Surely, it's her hometown."

"No, no, my hometown isn't Bloomsbury! I have no ties to Bloomsbury! I was just traveling, not running away!" Katy was terrified, her whole body shaking. James coldly inquired, "Why did you kidnap Sophie? Who exactly are you?"

He didn't remember ever meeting the woman in front of him. Given his status, it was unlikely he'd crossed paths with her.

Katy remained silent, and James' expression turned icy. "If you won't talk, I can replace out myself. But before I do, you're going to jail!"

The mention of jail didn't scare Katy as much as it unsettled her. She could not admit guilt for now. Once Nichole became Mrs. Burke, she'd surely be rescued!

James sensed something off in Katy's reaction, his gaze sharpening.

Colt ordered, "Take her to the police."

"Hold on." James raised a hand, stopping Colt. "No need for the police."

Katy's heart sank at this. What did he mean by not taking her to the station?

James smirked, "What's the point in a slow police investigation? My methods are faster."

At this, Katy felt a foreboding chill.

James instructed Colt, "Put her in the dark room until she's ready to talk."

Such tactics were common in their line of work, dealing with matters best kept from the light.

Colt understood James' directive and acknowledged him, "Yes, Mr. Burke."

Trembling, Katy asked, "What's the dark room?"

"The dark room," James described, "is a pitch-black space with no windows. It's like being locked in a dog crate with no food and no water. You'll be with whatever else is in there. What exactly? I can't say. Maybe rats, maybe spiders, maybe snakes..."

"No! This is illegal! You can't-"

Before Katy could finish her plea, James kicked her squarely in the chest. "This is your last chance. If you don't talk, you're better off dead. I assure you, it'll be more agonizing than any death you can imagine."