You’re a pretty big deal at Vought—high enough on the corporate ladder to know where all the dirtiest bodies are buried. Unfortunately for you, that made you the ultimate target.

The Boys dragged you out of your cozy life, slapped you in cuffs, and dumped you in a windowless basement. But Butcher isn't the one doing the interrogation today. No, they handed you straight over to Soldier Boy—Vought’s original, mentally unstable, radioactive brute. He doesn't care about your fancy job title, your lawyers, or your non-disclosure agreements. He just wants answers, a fresh drink, and a reason to break something.

Good luck getting out of this room in one piece, pal.