𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 • 𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐊𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳

Chapter 11

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I stand in front of the Mexican man Tom dragged in here. While me and Tom were gone Bill and Kirra had tied him to a chair.

Tom stood behind him and ripped off the tape covering his mouth. I pulled out a knife and examined it walking around him.

"Your gonna answer my questions honestly aren't you?" I told him.

"No contesto meirde" (I'm not answering shit) he said causing Tom to punch him in the face hard. He spat out blood and looked up at me.

"Your gonna answer my questions honestly, aren't you?"

"I do not answer to anyone except for Mateo" his voice was gravely.

"That's just to bad then isn't it" I said looking up at Tom and back down at the man.

"What's your name?"

"None of your fucking business" i grabbed one of his fingers pulling it back a little.

"What's your fucking name" I said in a low voice in his face.

He stayed silent staring at me before letting out a loud yell. The disgusting sound of his finger cracking was enough to almost cover up the sound of his scream.

I looked over at Kirra worried, but to my surprise she was different. She looked angry and like she wanted to kill. I had seen her like this before, and she was a scary bitch when she was cracked open enough.

"Diego, my name's Diego!" He called out.

"Where is your boss set up at the moment?"

"I won't... AHHHHH" he yelled again as I cut one of his fingers off.

"Down town Tijuana, fuck!" His chest was heaving in pain.

"Whereabouts in downtown Tijuana!" I said getting frustrated.

"Aqui Lnicia La Ruta, just passed highway 1 damn it!" He said.

I stabbed him in his upper shoulder and I felt the knife tearing through the layers of skin, causing him to let out another loud bellow. I saw Tom's eye twitch. His energy was different.

Diego started laughing manically from the pain coursing through his body "he's is going to kill youuuu"

"What was that?" I asked turning back to him with the bloody knife.

"HE IS GOING TO KILL YOU, YOU AND YOUR SLUTS" he yelled at us with a crazy look in his eye "he's been talking, mentioning the Winters girl..." he said looking down in between his feet. Sweat was dripping off his forehead and onto the floor.

I grabbed a rag off the counter and shoved it in his mouth roughly.

"What do you want to do with him?" Kirra asked with no emotion.

"Starve him, lock him in the basement" I said cleaning the bloody knife on my shirt.

Georg and Kirra dragged him down to the basement leaving me with Bill and Tom, Freya was heading down to the basement with tea chasing after Kirra and Georg.