The gang came out of hiding, strutting as they headed straight to a bar.
All that hiding had left them with a terrible case of cabin fever, and now that they felt safe, they were naturally overjoyed and eager to let loose.
It was time for chicks, alcohol, and debauchery.
…
Meanwhile, James had been keeping a tight surveillance on all entertainment centers and transit areas soon after he had spread the fake news that the police caught that gang.
Since neither he nor Diarmuid could be sure if they were in the city, they had to go loud.
Soon, they caught the gang’s trail.
“They’re at KK Bar.”
James hurried to look at the footage, his gaze darkening when he confirmed that it was the gang, and hurried to KK Bar with his men.
At the bar in question, the lanky man and his gang were enjoying themselves to the fullest, taking a private room and several alluring ladies.
Their clothes were off, their empty beer bottles covering the entire table.
Some were singing and dancing on the table, drunk from the thrill!
But just as they were enjoying themselves to the fullest, the door to the private room suddenly crashed open and over twenty men in black rushed inside!
They looked lean and mean, and their muscular forms made it obvious that they were not your average Joes!
“Who are you people?!” The lanky man sprang to his feet, releasing the babe he was holding just then.
James appeared at the doorway and barked, “If you’re not involved, get out!”
The ladies who worked at the bar recognized their cue right away. Seeing that there was trouble, they made themselves scarce right away.
“Who are you people?” The lanky man had a foreboding feeling just then. “I think we need to go, boys!”
Bang!
The door was shut fast!
“Go? Where do you think you’re going?!” James asked sinisterly. “None of you are getting away!”
Naturally, the gang would not go down without a fight. “Let’s do this!”
Both groups went into fisticuffs immediately, but the lanky man and his gang were subdued soon enough. Battered and bruised, it did not even take half an hour for them to be floored, unable to recover at all.
“Take them away!” James barked, and his men tied up the gang members with nylon rope, before carrying them out of the bar!
While they were carried out, the gang realized that they had been tricked—they had just shown up and were caught immediately?
It could only be a trap instead of plain coincidence!
But regretting it now was too late, and they were all brought to an abandoned factory.
Diarmuid stood nearby without getting involved as he let James take charge of interrogation.
After all, Erin was the victim, and James was indirectly hurt.
James had to get even.
“Spit. Who’s the mastermind?” James asked as he fiddled through the inventory of tools that his men brought expressly for use against these scum.
“We don’t know what you’re talking about!”
The gang certainly was not going to admit it.
James stared at the man who just spoke. “You don’t know? Then why are you hiding?”
“Who’s hiding?”
Since they were being stubborn, James was not bothered to reason with them.
“You talk too much, so we’ll start with you.”
James went to work.
Picking up a knife, he dropped to a couch and sliced through the man’s pants.
The man turned pale from fear and stammered, “W-What are you doing?!”
James was not bothered to answer—they were just going to keep being stubborn if he did not make an example of one of them.
He then raised his hand, and one of his men brought a glass bottle.
He opened it and poured the contents on the man’s phallus!
“Argh!!!”
His screams echoed throughout the abandoned factory right then and they all smelled something burning!
The rest of the gang were left dumbstruck by the sheer cruelty of the scene.
Soon, the man blacked out from sheer agony as the acid burned through his flesh.
Even so, James simply gestured for one of his men to throw a bucket of water in his face, waking him.
The man cringed and sobbed his pain!
He was not getting any action now after losing his manhood!
Even so, James remained calm, as if it had nothing to do with him.
“We’re just getting started and you’re already breaking down?” He got up and stamped a foot on the man’s face. “You’re a career criminal, but you can’t even stand that at all? You’re really full of yourself!”
The man’s cheek hit the floor, while the other cheek was deformed under James’s foot!
The rest of the gang were now afraid.
It was obvious that James was ruthless and would not hold back at all!
The lanky man gave in right then—he did not want to lose his manhood too!
“We were paid to abduct that woman and play with her…”
James turned toward him. “That’s good. Keep talking now—who paid you?”
“We don’t know—we never saw him from the start as he’s always wearing this mask,” the lanky man admitted. “Look, we’re sorry for what we did, but you have to be the bigger man here. Just let us go! I mean, I told you everything I know…”
James snorted coldly. “Let you go? Dream on!”
“Come on! We apologized!” the lanky man cried anxiously.
“You’re career criminals. Do you have no idea how much harm you’ve wrought, or do I need to list it out for you?” James asked as he advanced on the lanky man. “You’re the boss, I presume? So I made a mistake and should’ve started with you, huh?”
The lanky man started to panic right then. “How am I the boss? You’re the boss! Our lives are in your hands, but you should be looking for that masked man if you want revenge. We’re just muscle, paid to do his dirty work, and we’re nothing! Just let us go—we’re harmless!”
James could tell then that the mastermind was exceedingly prudent and did not reveal anything useful to them.
Having no intention to interrogate them further, he growled, “You’ll all end up where you deserve.”
The lanky man thought that it was agreeable, since it was much better than having to suffer here!
“Yes, yes, we’re all criminals—we should be given a fair trial and go to jail…”
James’s lips curled up in a smile, having seen through what he meant.
But would he really leave in one piece? He would make them wish they were dead before they were sent to jail!
“You’ll suffer a hundred times more than your boy,” James said, and beckoned for one of his men. “Use every tool we brought. Demonstrate their purpose.”
“No, stop!” The lanky man could not move because he was tied up, and he was wiggling like a maggot.
Soon, he was screaming a lot louder than the man just now, but James’s man only cut into his flesh and poured salt over it. Naturally, his screams were deafening; they went through the rest of the tools without killing him!
James watched coolly as he suffered and begged for mercy, but it somehow felt as if the torture was not easing his spite!
He would ensure that every thug here was tortured and then incarcerated for the rest of their lives!
“Please, please stop…” the lanky man continued to beg miserably.
James picked up a stun baton from one of his men and shoved it in the lanky man’s mouth before turning it on.
The lanky man convulsed as hundreds of volts ran through his body, his face turning blue while his tongue turned too stiff to talk.
James let go then and got to his feet while telling his men, “Continue.”
With that, he walked toward Diarmuid.
James reported, “We have nothing to go on. The mastermind was very cautious.”
It was certainly worrying that they could not uncover the mastermind—it meant a time bomb was lurking in the shadows and going to blow up at any moment, catching them completely off guard!
Diarmuid was scowling—he was worried too.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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