Mishael turned off his phone and turned his attention back to Queenie. David stood by the side with tears in his eyes.
Just a few minutes ago, Mishael had suddenly instructed him to strung up Queenie and hit her. He had obeyed since he was hypnotized.
"You know you don't have to make him watch as you hit me." Queenie who had regained her breath said.
Mishael picked up his glass and walked close to her. "Then where's the fun?"
Queenie sighed and lowered her head. "You do know they might not find the diary, don't you?"
"Yes, I do."
"That's good to know. What do you intend to do when they don't find it?" She asked and the man grinned crazily.
"I intend to cut off your body parts for every hour it takes them to find it. It'll be a really unfortunate sight if they don't hand me that diary." Mishael replied, taking a slip from his cup.
"I can help you find it. My mother stayed away from home almost all the time. So I made it a habit to follow her thinking she was cheating on my dad.
