The Don's Sweetener [18+]

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Daily does of mental health;

My porn these days is Tom Hiddleston.

"How much has he blurted?" I asked Angelo, his hands were red with blood and face showed extreme displeasure.

"Nothing that mattered." He gritted his teeth.

So much rage for a nineteen year old.

I sighed taking a seat on the white room of the basement. It was adjacent to the interrogation room and had a view of it through a one way glass.

"I don't know, Angelo." I said. "But we need to find out the mastermind anyway."

"It could be a stand alone too." He said taking a seat and unwrapping the wrap from his hand. "No matter what he won't squeal."

"Try hard, Angelo. This is important."

"I know."

Angelo was the best interrogator in the family, I'd have to give them that credit at least. He was savage, monstrous inside that room not caring who it was hanging by the chains instead of the usual goof ball he is.

Mama doesn't know, and I don't think she needs to.

Certain things are better without her knowing. She only knows Angelo helping Zio Vince in the management and security of the companies. And Zio and I would like it that way.

She cries too much.

"Why do you think anyone would want to kill consigliare Rivera?" Angelo asks going through Sim's information file. "Why would anyone want to have him? And Hope? They were the cleanest person of the family."

"Hope was an Assassin, Angelo. She was anything but clean." I said. "And as for consigliare Adam, I still have no slight idea. There has to be something on them." I say spinning the spherical paper weight on the desk. "There has to be something."

"I got no clue. I am fucking blank. Sim won't blurt. I got nothing." Angelo says flipping the pages of the file.

"Do one thing." I say getting up from my chair. "Get Ben and get the files on Adam and Hope Rivera. And Lucia too. I'll have a small talk with Sim." I say looking over through the one way glass where Sim was hanging from the ceiling with chains.

Hi lips were busted with eyes black and deep cuts along his body.

I saw Angelo nod with boredom, as I left the room and entered the one adjacent to it, the room was dark with only one light hanging from the ceiling.

"Sim?" I asked walking over to the small desk holding the instruments that Angelo had used before. I pulled on a pair of black latex gloves. "Let's finish this quick and painless. I ask you answer and this games will be over without pain."

Sim laughed. Though his laugh wasn't as before. It was shrill and that of a ghosts.

"I among all know, that painless isn't how you work, Hades. You know nothing how to do painless."