Chapter 1
"Arghhhhhh"
The scream could be heard throughout the entire building. This puta could not even stand much torture, it has just been 5 minutes and he has passed out 3 times already, so uninteresting and a waste of time, was all i could think about while i stared at the bloody failed work of art that has ruined my entire mood and wasted my time.
the guy slouched on the chair unconscious, unintentionally annoying me, i was yet to get the information i needed, i was feeling agitated at the time lost and getting nothing in return
I had to hurry up as I was already getting late for my next appointment with Maria, my best friend and only friend.
"wake up this animal" i instructed one of the guards in the room, shifting aside as the unconscious guy was drenched in freezing cold water, it was fun to watch as he jolt awake from the contact with the water.
I stared at him in the eyes, the fear that he tried so hard to conceal, emphasis on tried. well i would be scared if i were him, knowing fully well that there was no way he was stepping out of here alive, either he dies a fool or make the most of his soon to come death
" Now let's not waste anymore time and lets just cut to the chase, I ask the question and you answer honestly like a good boy that you are" I said with a smile on my face and he just kept quiet while staring at me probably trying to get himself again.
When I didn’t get the reply I expected from him I pressed hard on his dislocated shoulder, it looked like it would fall off at any moment, all thanks to his flesh holding the bone together.
i proceeded after he nods his head so fast and so hard that it was going to fall off if he didn't stop
" who is the buyer" i asked straight away
"tell me who your buyer is" i asked the second time
" i don’t know what you are talking about" he repeated what sounded like a repetition of what he has been saying since he was dragged into this room.
" I don't have much time to spend on your failed obliviousness, but let's get one thing straight, you have done the deed, good and fine, but I just want to know the name of the buyer" I said to him feeling my anger boiling and rising.
Next, this idiota had the audacity to ask what he will get in return, like he hasn’t received enough damage.
" i want you to guarantee my family safety that's all" he said, now he was talking at least he was not stupid enough to beg for his life
" Please, I just want you to make sure they are safe, " he pleaded without shame.
" I have no problem with your family, just tell me what i want to know and i promise to keep them safe"
" you broke every single code of the familia as well as the code of omerta, you will pay for that but tell me the name of the buyer and i will take away your suffering very quickly" he not only broke the code of omerta but he went against the number one rule of the familia, which is to not traffic girls
He sells girls for prostitution, girls have been reported missing and somehow the cases were closed before proper investigation were carried out, meaning the people he works for and works with are very influential. He sold young girls and hid it, all his other accomplice have been dealt including those in the force that aided him and they confessed to him having contacts with the buyers
"i promise i have never seen him, he only sends his men for the pick up and sends text through different lines, i promise i have not seen him neither do i know his name" he pleaded that i almost pitied him but who am i kidding, i felt nothing
" I received a letter, it had no sender details, he had information about my family, I didn't want to do it, i was forced, he forced me" he said , but his eyes were not telling the truth. His phone was already thoroughly checked and messages of how he got himself involved in a dark web that sells young girls and how he became a supplier for VIP clients leading him to his number 1 current buyer.
Since I got what I wanted, I shot him straight in the head, I did promise to take away his suffering.
"make sure his family are safe, they don’t have to pay the prize of his wickedness and betrayal" i told the guard who replied with a " yes ma"
i stared at the lifeless body or work of art if i must say, wondering when it will all come to an end, as much as dealing with the bad guy is fun it doesn't make me any less evil and dealing with the worse of the worse is the only way i suit my conscience. there is no way growing up in a bloody deadly environment from birth makes me normal but forgive me for finding little joy in torturing the ones who have completely sold their soul to complete evil. i would rather be the evil cleaning out the worse evil
I quickly send a text to my papa letting him know about the cut off loosed end and how I was done for the day, ill give him a proper report when he is back from his trip
walking out of the abandoned building, i decided to check my phone hoping it was not broken from notification from a particular somebody. And just as i thought, i saw bunch of calls and text from maria, the last one was the address to the mall she sounded pissed in all her text, but knowing i can't calm her down over the phone, i decided to quickly rush home to meet up with her and walked up to my car to hurry home and freshen up, i smell of blood.
