Criminal Detective

Some Men Are Scum

Roberto's scowl and silence sent shivers down the spines of everyone in the room.

The ladies rescued from the apartment where led to rooms as per Roberto's orders. To get themselves cleaned up, to eat, and then rest. While the men they had captured kneeled before Roberto, their heads bent down to the ground to avoid his piercing cold gaze.

"Human trafficking, huh?" Roberto said finally breaking the silence that enveloped the room. Instinctively, Roberto's men straightened and everyone else seemed to arrange themselves properly at the sound of his voice.

For most of them in the room, they were familiar with that tone. A tone that was only evident when Roberto was beyond pissed, when he was more than angry.

For Claire, Samantha, and Adrian.
It was new.

He breathed out harshly, his knuckles paled as he balled his fist hard.

"How long where those girls in your custody?"

The men remained silent.

"I'm pretty sure you all have working ears, so I'll repeat myself again" Everyone in the room shuddered at the inhospitable tone "How. Long. Where. Those. Girls. In. Your. Custody?"

The men gulped audibly.

"T-two..."

"Weeks?" Roberto cut him off.

He shook his head in negation.

"Months?"

He repeated the gesture.

"Years?"

The man went silent, revealing to Roberto he had found his answer.

"Two years?" Roberto chuckled, a low menacing chuckle "So, you're trying to tell me that you people took twenty two innocent girls from their families, abused them, and, did whatever you liked with them for two fucking years?"

The men remained silent.

Roberto stared at them, his eyes dancing on each and every single one of them. An eerie silence began to slowly grow in the room but quickly faded to nothingness, as Roberto scattered the champagne bottle on his table and sent a shard of the glass into one of the men's neck.

Everyone in the room either cringed or scooted back in horror, completely startled by Roberto's action.

Claire studied Roberto and watched as he lunged the glass further into the man's neck who struggled to survive his killer's vicious attack.

He pulled the shard of glass out and blood sprayed all over him as the man's body crashed down to the ground and shook violently till he died.

Roberto breathed harshly as his eyes remained on the body while the remaining men watched him in horror.

"Women are like jewels. No, women are jewels. They need to be treated as such. Sure, some women don't understand their value and misuse themselves by becoming prostitutes and what not" He said before his hand squeezed the shard of glass tightly "But, still...no woman, no man, nobody. Deserves what you people did to them"

Claire arched an eyebrow at his statement.

"Isn't that a bit hypocritical?" She thought to herself.

He began to pace around before he stopped suddenly then inched closer to them.

"Why did you do it?"

"T-T-The money" One of them spoke "The pay is good"

"Oh really?" He chuckled "And, just how much were you being paid to rape them? To beat them?"

The man went silent and Roberto sighed before he walked away from them. It was obvious from how he breathed that he was at war with himself as to whether who should kill them or not.