"You are really not being a good boy today, are you? You've done this a lot more eagerly before." He kept his foot where it was before while he considered the information he had just acquired and how best to use it. "What if he hurt you? That would get to you."

He looked at Sam, who was glaring at him. Maybe not the best idea. He might just be human, but he knew the hit list those brothers had and he didn't fancy being on it.

Lazar finally removed his boot, setting it down on the ground again. "Get on your knees, boy. Hands behind your back."

"You're an ugly bastard," Sam informed Lazar, who merely smirked.