[Present time. Klaus visits Vincent in prison.]
Silence enveloped the visiting booth. There was no sound except for the tapping of fingers on the table. Vincent stared at glass, thinking about something in his head. Apprehension was written all over his face.
Someone who always disrupted his plans suddenly came and squeezed him. At first, he was angry about it, but that emotion quickly vanished after he heard the details. Klaus not only came to threaten, but also gave him an advantage.
The clock was ticking. Before Vincent knew it, 10 minutes had passed. He was still carefully considering his decision.
"Mr. Vincent, your time is up," a guard entered the room, reminding the prisoner to return to his cell.
"Fuck off," Vincent snapped. "I'll go back when I'm done!"
"Alright." The guard swallowed his saliva as he left.
Seeing how Vincent intimidated the guard, Klaus chuckled.