I held the Zippo out at arm's length, flicking it alight and then waiting.
After a moment, he noticed the flame, and the gasoline on the floor between us. He began to struggle against his bonds.
"Better hurry up, the fumes are what catches!"
He struggled harder.
"Oh come on! When you did this to my little girl, she was halfway free by now!"
He glared at me.
"I told you, that was just orders!"
I shook my head.
"And I told you, I don't care!"
I dropped the Zippo, only to find out it had a safety feature.
Disappointing.
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