And just like that Jack's patience snaps. He is all-too-aware that they are running out of time, that they've been running out of time for weeks now, and that this soulless mercenary would watch the entire country burn before she shared anything useful unless it bought her an entire mansion.
In a flash Jack is out of his chair, grabbing Shego by the head, and slamming her facefirst into the table. He then flips the table across the room in one mighty, furious heave, and it crashes into the door to the interrogation room, blocking it. If anyone tries to interfere in what's going on in this room, they're not going to be able to do anything about it. Not pausing for an instant, he seizes Shego by the shoulders and throws her out of her chair and onto the floor, and then brings his foot down with brutal force on one of her hands. It all takes five seconds.
He pulls the taser from his jacket and activates it, sinister blue light arcing at its tip as it crackles. "I'm done playing with you," he growls. "Here's the deal. There is no deal. The immunity agreement's fake. There's no money coming to you. You're going to jail for your crimes. The only thing that's up to you right now is whether you're gonna walk into prison, or be brought there in a wheelchair." He presses down harder on her hand and the nails she was just filing. "Now tell me what I want to know. WHERE'S THE BACKUP?"
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In a flash Jack is out of his chair, grabbing Shego by the head, and slamming her facefirst into the table. He then flips the table across the room in one mighty, furious heave, and it crashes into the door to the interrogation room, blocking it. If anyone tries to interfere in what's going on in this room, they're not going to be able to do anything about it. Not pausing for an instant, he seizes Shego by the shoulders and throws her out of her chair and onto the floor, and then brings his foot down with brutal force on one of her hands. It all takes five seconds.
He pulls the taser from his jacket and activates it, sinister blue light arcing at its tip as it crackles. "I'm done playing with you," he growls. "Here's the deal. There is no deal. The immunity agreement's fake. There's no money coming to you. You're going to jail for your crimes. The only thing that's up to you right now is whether you're gonna walk into prison, or be brought there in a wheelchair." He presses down harder on her hand and the nails she was just filing. "Now tell me what I want to know. WHERE'S THE BACKUP?"