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Nineteen

Dylan below

Distracting Coby yesterday was ok for that moment but distractions can only work for so long. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed every bit of it but I had the urge to stab him for snooping through my shit. Coby's a good cop and the veil won't stay over his eyes forever no matter how good I am at hiding shit. It's becoming more and more apparent that I need to end this mob situation as soon as possible.

Since Coby left, I've been trying to figure out where they've been spawning from. No way they're just regularly flying out from Italy to here, so where are they staying?

I look at the mob member sitting in front of me. Anchored to the chair, bruises and blood splattered across his face. His head dangles because I'm sure he has a concussion from me beating it into the metal floor.

He winces every time he hears a seagull go by and tries to wipe the blood from his ears. The salty air causes his nose to twitch and the leeches on his hands are sucking him dry.

I love the pier

I twirl the knife in my hands, sharpening it in the process. I want fucking answers

"We're gonna go over this ONE MORE TIME. Where are you hiding?"

I'm met with silence as the man spits out blood in distaste

Irritated, I abruptly scoot out my chair and walk over. I yank his hair back and sneer down at the man. I tap the knife against his face

"I wonder if I can make you look like Freddy Krueger without using fire. Let's find out"

I jab the knife into his forehead and carve out a triangular chunk. Blood seeps through my fingers as I repeat the action. The man screams in pain while the loose skin slides down his face

"Jinx. Jinx"

"Bitch, do I look like a Teen Titan to you?"

"No. Jinx with a G"

"The club downtown?"

He nods and I back off

"Speak"

"Caputo built it from the ground up a few years before you killed him. It's been passed on but still property of the mafia. We stay there."

I guess I know where I'm going tonight

He man peeks at me when he realizes I haven't moved to torture him again

"Are you going to let me go?"

"Let you go? Aw sweetie you're in the wrong business if you thought THAT shit was going to happen"

The man starts crying

"Mmm. I love making grown men cry"

I open his shirt and feel around for his heartbeat. Opening the dock door, I begin to carve out the man's heart. Whistling a tune as I do so.

The man's eyes open wide as he takes his last breath. Just as I detach his heart from his chest. Blood oozes out of the cavity.

Grabbing the back of the chair, I drag the dead mobster to the end of the pier. I chuck his heart out into the water then Sparta kick him into the water as well. I smile as I peer over to watch him sink.

Look at me keeping my promise to burn in hell

I send a text to Nic to try and convince her to go clubbing with me tonight. It doesn't sound smart to invite Nicole to a kill BUT it'd be even more suspicious if I showed up by myself. Besides, Nic being there gives me an alibi.

I do my best to remain inconspicuous as I make my way back to the apartment. Coby is already having suspicions and I'm not trying to confess my sins. Not yet anyway