Negotiate

Mr. R, who was about to choose a new torture tool, paused when he heard that name. Everyone in the room heard Brenda's question, and they looked at Mr. R, surprised to see him looking terrified just from hearing the name.

"What do you mean?" Mr. R asked.

Brenda looked away from him and turned to Steve. "Don't you want to know how your family died that year?" she asked with a smirk.

"What do you mean?" Steve said. Of course, he had always suspected how his family had died. They were supposed to be under the protection of the secret agents, how could they have been killed?

"Why don't you ask Mr. R? His family is safe, but yours died," Brenda said.

"Don't try to sow discord here. I also lost my family," Mr. R said, slapping Brenda hard across the cheek. Blood dripped from Brenda's lips, but she still had a smirk on her face.

"Am I sowing discord, or are you just afraid the truth will come out?" she taunted.