"If I even suspect you've breathed a word of it, you will sorely regret it." There was a tone to his voice that went beyond cold. The sort of warning that went beyond merely killing. The sort of tone that spoke volumes of just how much suffering he knew how to inflict and he wouldn't even feel bad about it.

He lingered for a moment, gaze boring into Gabe, before he was simply gone, leaving behind nothing but red sparks of electricity. Minutes ticked by, the Pipeline left in utter silence. And when it seemed he would be gone for good, he was back just as fast. Not just to the cell, but inside it. Shoving Gabe hard against the glass as he wrenched a collar around the young man's neck.