Chapter 38 ~ Everyone Has Demons

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I threw the man in one of his cells

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I threw the man in one of his cells.

I hope he likes it in there because he's staying for a long long time.

I told all the guards that they would now obey me from now on and if they didn't, I wouldn't hesitate to kill them.

I made my way to the man's study, and he looked for anything I could use.

It would be funnier to use the tools he used in other people on him.

They call that Karma.

I found a taser and a pistol. I smirked and went back down to the cells.

The man was on the floor unphased by what I had in my hand.

I opened the cell and leaned on the bars.

"You know that what you were doing was wrong, right?" I asked.

I wanted to know if the fact that what he was doing was disgusting had sunk in.

He shook his head.

"I did nothing wrong." He smirked.

I nodded and started laughing.

If that's how he wants to play, then we can play.

I took out one of the knives and twirled it around with my fingers. He watched my every move, and it almost looked like he had become scared.

"I'm going to kill you, but not so fast," I spoke coldly.

I walked into the cell and tased him in the right arm.

He groaned, and it looked like it hurt.

Good.

"That's what you did to them, you tased them, right?" I said more like a statement than a question.

I knew this was all true and he didn't need to confirm it.

He shook his head.

"I didn't do anything!" He raised his voice.

"YOU'VE BEEN CAUGHT, IDIOT!" I roared.

"You can stop acting," I added.

"One of the rules of the mafia is to never reveal the truth even when tortured." He said.

I clenched my fists.

"Yeah well, you are not one of us," I said as I tased him again.

He was very weak and wondered when he would stop being able to talk.

I put my knife back in the pocket. I had just taken it out because I was feeling a bit bored.

I pointed the pistol at his head and put it off safe mode.

"Don't do this." He stuttered.

I laughed and pulled the trigger. I then closed the cell and walked out.

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