Truth or trigger
Pulling up to the lockup santi and Caleb are outside the main doors aswell as a few more dotted around each exit of the building.
"Has he said anything yet"? I ask as they shake their heads "no". "Well let's get this over and done with I have a movie to attend".
I walk inside before taking off my jacket placing it on a hanger and putting on some gloves. Walking into the room sat the man with a blindfold with ties around his arms and legs keeping him in place.
He was still bloody from the bullet wound in his shoulder aswell as a few cuts and bruises from resistance coming here.
Another guard behind pushed a cart beside with a cover over carrying the equipment before taking off his blindfold. "Welcome sweet cheeks", i say smirking as he rolls his eyes.
"Now that's not nice is it now"? I ask walking round him. "Right let's cut to the chase let's play a game I like to call snitch or stitch". "Simple rules you either tell us the answer or have some sort of bone, finger, ligament diced simple", i say smiling.
"First question", i say removing the cover from the table as his eyes widen. "What were you doing today?" "No answer huh"? I ask holding up a thick butchers knife twirling it on my finger.
"I'll ask again you know to give you a chance". "What. Were. You. Doing. Today." "Nothing you do to me will make me speak I ain't no snitch", he says.
"Wrong answer", i say slicing through one of his fingers as it falls down hitting the floor. His head rolls to the side as his jaw clenched whilst blood drips from the arm of the chair creating a puddle beneath.
"Let's try again maybe you didn't understand". "What we're you doing today"?
No answer.
Moving the knife closer to his second finger I cut down now dropping that one to the side before moving towards the other hand as he hisses in pain.
"Second question who are you".
"Your fairy godmother that's who", he says smiling as my knife cuts through two fingers this time now falling down beside the table.
"Maybe you didn't like that game but don't worry we have some more", i say smirking. "Round 2 a game I like to call pain or gain".
"Simple rules again you contribute you don't get pain you don't contribute you get pain pretty easy to get the hang of right"?
"Who do you work for"? I ask
No answer.
Pain.
"Who sent you"?
No answer.
Pain.
"Why did you need documents"?
No answer.
Pain.
35 minutes later and he was close to being unconscious. Both legs were snapped as-well as both shoulders dislocated.
"Now I'll ask once more who do you work for"? I say holding the knife up to one of his hands.
"Just do it you prick you don't have the guts".
"Oh that's where your wrong", i say back smirking. "You see you laid hands on something that was mine and now your going to pay".
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