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Chapter Two
Harshad
I watched.
Smiled briefly.
And wondered how long it would take to spill out the rats they were hiding in their rocks. Because no matter what they agreed to I would rip the rats out of them. I swallowed my drink and signaled for another though it tasted bitter today.
They took the shots together as their life was hanging on it. I signaled for another two.
Again. The same.
I knew it wouldn't be easy to find him, twisting the cigar between my fingers looked at them, slightly signaled my men to tied them again. The three of them instantly panicked and watched me.
I slid off the wooden and circled half, but never taking my eyes off.
Waiting.
The old man wobbled a little, and the other two stiffened on their sits.
I liked the effect I was having on them. And I knew this was the time to make move. I was really enjoying.
"Why the treats when you have decided to kill us?"
"Maybe I like to treat before sending them to their death paddle." I smiled crudely this time. I pushed the chair aside and walked straight to them. "But we can negotiate and you all can be freed. Obviously on my terms."
The old man laughed. "Harshad, we both know that you wouldn't. So why are you wasting your time?"
I sighed.
"Right." I took the knives as approached them. "But you know what you wouldn't get to die so easily." I placed the blade on his one finger and cut it without giving a second thought. "Slowly, and piece by piece my men will cut you off and feed them to you." I turned to others. "Same goes for your sons too."
They looked at me with hatred. Well, this was no new to me. But from now it was going to be change. I would burned all the eyes who dared to look at me like less. I put my boot on his knee, pressuring him to bow down. And he did with the help of pain I created.
"You fucker."
"I have called worst."
I laughed like a manic. Sink my teeth into my lower lips, I watched them. I never felt the cahoots by killing others, rather it gave me pleasure. That was why people called me a beast.
A heartless bastard. Cold-fish.
I laughed silently. If they knew the story behind this coldness.
Giving the knives to my men, I walked to the door but turned around for a second. "Oh, Sumesh, don't forget to feed them their parts."
"Yes boss."
I left without giving another glance. Hide wherever you want Mikesh Malhotra, but I will find you. I gave them a chance, but they denied to provide the information about him. So I had no choice left.
I shook my head to clear my mind. I was ready to go home but I felt a hand on my waist. I jerked back, and saw Taiman, the girl who currently occupied my bed for night. She smiled, running her hand on my body, like she knew the effect she had on me. She took my sudden reaction so wrongly.
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