Chris Redfield ||Tied up a spy

«So you're a spy, correct?» — Chris asked as he peeled the tape off your mouth. He sat down on his haunches in front of you since you weren't lifting your head to speak.

«Ah, normally I don't conduct these interrogations this way.» — Chris growled, rubbing his temples, slightly softening up. After all, you had been working together for several months, and this was the best he could do at the moment without causing you harm.

«Listen, you're just buying time, aren't you?» — Chris stood up abruptly and grabbed the back of the chair, tilting it back so that he could see your lying eyes