Jacob got out one of his knives, it was the one that Oliver had designed a few years ago before their gang got so big that he had a whole of host of scientists and engineers who could've done it for him. It was started Jacob's fascination with electricity and it's use in torture. The hilt contained a small battery that passes it's current through the blade, on the lower levels it could feel like a burst of static passing through the skin, on higher levels it caused 3rd degree burns.
The man winced as the knife cut into his flesh, the gag preventing him from screaming out loud, but Oliver could see the terror that Jacob had inspired in so many others on his face. Brain mirrored his brothers terror, lunging forward to try and protect him, fraternal instinct taking hold, but the binds of the rope confined him to the chair.
"All we want to know is what your were doing with the militia captain, were you making a deal, trying to get immunity from Black's cull on criminals?" He inquired, "All you need to do is tell and we will stop."
The man winced as the knife cut into his flesh, the gag preventing him from screaming out loud, but Oliver could see the terror that Jacob had inspired in so many others on his face. Brain mirrored his brothers terror, lunging forward to try and protect him, fraternal instinct taking hold, but the binds of the rope confined him to the chair.
"All we want to know is what your were doing with the militia captain, were you making a deal, trying to get immunity from Black's cull on criminals?" He inquired, "All you need to do is tell and we will stop."