Growling in anger he put the cigarette out on her skin before waving to Joshua to continue. "Sorry, all out of mercy it seems."
"Always that blasted Saint. He won't talk. Nor will the bitch he's fucking. Someone in this damn city knows something. But they won't talk. And of course your damned mother will blame me." He glared at Joshua before sighing, "Ah well. Do with her as you like. Consider it a belated birthday present. We'll send her back once you've had your kicks."