The Combat Department interrogated the assassin through the night. When dealing with individuals of such nature, they had their ways.

Meanwhile, Eric dialed a number.

As soon as the call connected, Eric chuckled. "No one has been sent to our territory for any assassinations lately, right?"

Stealthbane was nearly frightened out of his wits. "Mr. Johnson, absolutely not! We haven't sent anyone over for a long time! We've even stopped accepting jobs from there!"

With a cold sneer, Eric remarked, "Stopped accepting them? Yet, tonight, a highly professional assassin came to kill me! Are you saying you had no involvement in this?"

Stealthbane was trembling. "Absolutely not! Mr. Johnson, don't you trust me? Though I often engage in shady activities, when I say I haven't done something, I haven't!"

Eric retorted, "If I say it didn't happen, it didn't. What's the difference between that and a forced confession?"

Eric smirked and added, "I still trust your integrity, but perhaps these are