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Luca stood back, adoring his wife and grandmother's work as they tortured the man before them

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Luca stood back, adoring his wife and grandmother's work as they tortured the man before them. Screams of agony filled the room as the women stuck hot metal rods through his skin. It was nerve-wracking to see, and it made his skin crawl while he thought back on what had happened to him when he was younger. He shouldn't have been there watching, but he needed answers.

"Who are you working for?"

"La tua fottuta mamma puttana! (Your fucking mama bitch!)."

He messed up speaking in his native tongue. It gave them the first piece of evidence they needed, but Luca didn't have any beef with the Italians. He looked to his grandmother for answers as she gave him a big smile before looking back at the man. He gave him credit. To the naked eye, Luca would have thought he was German since he hid his accent well.

"Conosci la mia mamma stronza! (You know nothing about my Mom bitch!)." Barbra was a touchy subject for Adele. She was having a hard time learning to see she was worthy of someone to love her, which caused her to stay in the mental hospital longer than she needed. Yet, Adele surprised the man, causing his head to whip toward her.

"Did that surprise you? My granddaughter knowing Italian?" Sibylla smiled as the man spit at her feet and laughed when Rose came out of nowhere, slapping him.

"Talk, or does the cat have your tongue!"

"Oh! That's A Great Idea Rose!" Her excitement confused Luca at first until she called for her cat. All of a sudden, he heard his meows as he walked through the door. The nasty thing made sure to rub against his leg before running to his grandmother. Milo always was popping up unexpectedly, scaring the shit out of him.

"As big as you are, Luca, you shouldn't be scared of a little cat. Don't you know cats are like dogs? They can smell your fear." Sibylla laughed as Rose shook her head, and the man before them smiled. Luca didn't know what for when he was about to suffer a lot more than being scared of a cat.

He didn't know the horrors his grandmother, Rose, and Adele were about to do. While he started to laugh, Sibylla reached for a tool on the table and held his jaws, trying to get him to open up. Of course, he refused to open his mouth, causing Adele to stab him in the foot which made him scream, which allowed his grandmother to cut out his tongue.

Afterward, Sibylla threw it to Milo, who quickly snatched it up and ran to the corner of the room, chewing and playing with it. "Do you think it's wise to allow him to have that? We don't know what diseases he may have."

"Luca's right. Take that thing from him, and he is useless to us now."

"Damn, I wasn't thinking. I guess we has to kill him now— Luca!" His grandmother didn't have to tell him twice as he picked up a chainsaw turning to the man with a wicked smile. He trembled in fear as he tried to speak.

"Any last wishes— Damn, my bad. I forgot my grandmother's nasty ass cat had your tongue. Damnit, Grammy, take that thing away from him. Still, tell me how does it taste, Milo?" He laughed darkly as Milo let out a strange meow.

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