5

Seth

Arghhhhh!"

"For the last time Patrick, who are you working for?" I asked for the hundredth time and this fucker still doesn't to give me an answer. 

"No one..... please....stop" he cried reacting to the pain I am inflicting on him.

He is tied up to a chair, has no shirt on but trousers and blood is filled on his body. That's because I am hitting him with one of my favourite toys that looks like a cane but it is a metal one. It can cause a very agonizing pain.

But I guess it isn't causing enough because this idiot has refused to talk!

"Let's just kill him already Seth" Diego who is standing beside us said.

"No we need to know who sent him first" Martin said.

"But we have been torturing him for almost an hour now and he has refused to speak. Bury some bullet in his head already " Diego said. 

"No please!" Patrick cried.

"Diego can you for once stop thinking about your gun?" I asked glaring at him, making him keep calm.

I look back at Patrick. His eyes are swollen up as a result of the beating Diego and Martin gave to him.

I lean down. "Patrick......You use to be one of our finest guards. What happens?"

He is crying silently, his chest is going up and down. The sweat on his body tells how much pain he is passing through right now.

But the fool doesn't want to redeem himself.

"Answer me Patrick. What fucking happened? Why did you choose to betray us?"

He opened his mouth to speak.

I raise a brow at him.

"I....I am sorry s..sir... please" he stuttered.

"Who are you working for?"

He looked down.

"I can't...."

"Can't what?"

"I....I can't tell you"

Diego scoffed.

"Why? Look at you. I can tell that your body can not take it anymore. Tell me what I need to know or I will continue punishing you."

He cried.

"Who. Are. You. Working. For?"

He looked at me. "I can't tell you sir......they threatened to kill my family if I ever tell you anything."

"You...."

"I will kill your family if you don't" East cut me off as he walked into the room with Mona, following behind him.

Standing on my feet, I sense Patrick shift on his seat the second he saw East.

"Boss" Diego and Martin said in greeting.

"Why the fuck is he still alive?" East asked me.

I heaved a sigh. "We need to know who sent him. For all we know, he must have given them every information about us"

East scoffed. He walked closer to Patrick. Patrick shifted again, shuddering.

"Pathetic" East mocked.

"Please....I am sorry sir... please "

"If you don't tell me who sent you to spy on my mafia, I will kill every living soul in your family" East threatened.

Patrick froze under East mercy. You could sense the fear all over him.

"You fucking know me you pig. I don't make jokes. Who fucking sent you?"

"I....I ... please..."

East nods as he brings out his big cigar. He put it in his mouth and Mona moved a lighter under the cigar, lightening it up. East sucked on it and blow out smoke. He walked closer to Patrick. The next thing he did, he pressed the burning end on Patrick swollen eyes.

"Arrrrrghhhhhh" Patrick screamed out in pain.

East moved his hand to Diego who placed a gun on it.

Without delay, he cocked the gun, points it at Patrick and shot him twice on the head.

"Shit!" I cursed.

Patrick is lifeless but his eyes are open.

"We haven't gotten the information that we need" I said to East.

East doesn't reply as he hands Diego's gun back to him.

"Mona see to it that no single being of his family is left alive"

"Yes sir" She said, walking out of the room.

"East" I called.

He looked at me and smirked. "No need. I already know who sent him. I just wanted to kill the motherfucker for betraying us"

What the...

"The Zenith brothers sent him" he said.

I thought as much.

"Take the men with you and kill every single one of them. Spare no one. Not even their pets" he said emotionlessly, looking straight at me.

"Diego" he called, his eyes still on mine.

"Boss"

"Make sure the work is completely done"

"Yes boss"

East walked closer to me and ruffled my hair a bit. I moved my hair away from his touch. "My right hand man here can be a little bit kind hearted when it comes to killing people" he said.

"Yes sir" Diego said.

East smirked at me before walking out of the room.

"Even the boss can't stand his soft heart" I heard Diego mutter to Martin.

I throw him a glare making him stand straight and clear his throat.

"Let's go" I said as I head out.

Outside the mansion, I signaled to the men out here and they all followed me. I entered the front seat of the first car, Diego and Martin entered the back while other men took the other two cars.

We hit the road.

My name is Seth Gonzalez. I work as the right hand man to my older brother, East. The ruthless leader of our mafia. He single handedly built this mafia from scratch into what it is today. He is known for his ruthlessness and deadly acts all over Italy. No one dares joke with him or cross his path cause he will slaughter any offender without mercy.

I don't know what got into Patrick that he agreed to work for the zenith brothers. I thought he knows East very well. I thought he knows what East is capable of.

East spares no one.  Especially those who steals from him.

If a baby steals from him, he will kill that baby without looking back. That's how he hates being stolen from.

That fucker, Hunter is lucky that we couldn't find him anywhere. He would be a dead meat by now. We still have eyes all over the city searching for him.

We will surely get him. I am going to kill him myself.

It's been two days since that girlfriend of his was locked up. That bastard hasn't made an attempt to come save her.

I really need to talk to East about her. She is not Hunter. She hasn't done anything to us. She is just a victim of that puta's deeds. 

We can't leave her locked up for long.

East has to show her mercy.

Minutes passed and we are pulling up in the Zenith brothers' mansion. It wasn't a hard one for us cause we took them off guard. There was firing here and there.

I shot one of the Zenith brothers. Diego shot the other one. I gave a signal and the men invaded the whole mansion. We killed every single person in the mansion.

We head back to the cars and drive away.

I have been in this business for years. My brother made me his right hand man after teaching me how to fight and use guns.

One thing he isn't able teach me was his ruthlessness. He kills without mercy.

But I kill those who deserve to be killed. I can't harm the innocent. That's one ethic I can't change.

Try mess with East, and he will not only kill you but you and everyone that is connected to you.

I don't believe in such.

Ask me about our parents, they were not part of our lives that much. My dad died when I was seven. My mum was pregnant with our little sister, Iris then when he died. The minute she gave birth to Iris, she left us.

She fucking abandoned us.

East was nine and too young to take care of us. Aunt Mariam, our dad's sister took care of us. East started some illegal street work at age of thirteen just to support aunt Mariam in taking care of us. When I turned fifteen, I decided to join him in his work. Time passed and we grew bigger.

Thanks to East.You must be wondering why we call him East. That's not his real name.

His name is Alessandro Gonzalez.