"No matter what, you stay by Bobbie and only Bobbie," Nixon instructs almost demanding like.
"Okay," I whisper, not wanting to move away from any of them anyways.
Nixon nods and heads over to Hunter's side.
"Now, I'm going to ask you a question, you're going to answer unless you want one of your fingers chopped off." Hunters voice is husky, deep, and dangerous.
Somehow I find the sound extremely arousing, I switch my position slightly trying to get my mind off the thought.
"First one, who are you working for?" Hunter waits for the response a couple seconds before bringing out a pair of scissors, not the type you use to cut paper or anything, but they look very sharp and scary. "No answers?"
I watch in horror as Hunter walks up to one of the men and grabs his hand roughly.
"Tsk, tsk, I'll give you one more chance, who are you working for?" Hunter asks again, his face hard.
Next thing I hear is an agonizing, pain filled scream that echoes off the empty walls.
My eyes widen, my hand covering my mouth when I see the blood. There's so much blood, and it keeps coming.
"I hope you won't need that finger," Hunter darkly laughs, sending shivers down my spine, again I seem to get aroused because of it.
I don't know why I'm suddenly feeling these things for Hunter, but it needs to stop fast.
"Let's try another question." This time it's Nixon speaking. "Why are you going after our guys?"
"T-to get the families money," the one without a finger speaks.
"Money for what?" Hunter asks, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion. To be honest it's kind of cute-no! Stop it!
"The new drugs, the ones that are being shipped from Japan." They all seem to think for a minute before Hunter's face brights in realization.
"Who are they selling them to?" He asks.
"Europe," the same guy answers.
"Thanks, that's useful information. Get rid of them," Hunter waves off his men to take care of the two savages.
"Please! Please I'm begging you-" the mans voice is cut off with a gurgling sound.
Again, my hand covers my mouth at the sight of his slit throat, blood spurting out.
I feel bile rise in my throat, but I quickly swallow it down not wanting to draw attention to myself.
"What kind of drug is he talking about?" Nixon asks as they walk towards us.
"Japan has been trying to create a drug for years that allows you to feel high, but not act like it. If you took a test it would show nothing yet you feel the effects. Every Mafia in the Western Hemisphere is trying to get their hands on it."
"Sanex." Nixon and Hunter's eyes snap to me as well as everyone in the room.
"What? How did you know that?" Nixon asks.
"I heard my dad talking about it once, he's a police officer and deals with people that do drugs. Apparently some people have already gotten on it," I explain.
My dad always scolds me for eavesdropping on his work calls, but I never listen, finding interest in the situations.
"Hmm, smart girl," a rough voice praises from behind me. I turn around to stare at Nixon's dad who squints his eyes at me.
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Novela Juvenil"Can Nixon touch you like this?" Hunter asks as his hand slowly trails down my neck down to my hip. "Nixon can do better." I egg him on. "Can Nixon make you shiver like this?" I lean my head to the side as his lips slowly make contact with that sp...
