Down in the concrete basement beneath the hospital, the air was cold and damp.One of the captured assassins was strapped tight to a heavy metal chair with iron chains.Commander Alistair Kane stood over him, holding a metal bucket filled with cold salt water.Kane grabbed the assassin's dislocated jaw, popping the bone back into place with a sharp, heavy twist.The killer gasped in agony, breathing hard through his broken teeth as he glared at the floor.Without a single word of pity, Kane lifted the bucket and splashed the cold salt water straight into the killer's face.The salty water burned the raw cuts on the man's torn skin like boiling oil.The assassin screamed in torment, thrashing wildly against the heavy iron chains that locked his arms.He coughed violently, spitting dark red blood and salty water onto the wet concrete between his boots.Gideon Knox stood two paces away, his hands resting quietly inside his dark coat pockets.His face was carved from dark stone, his cold