Twenty six

MATEO'S POV.

"You know Mr. Nathan right," I ask the brown-haired man who is staring at my cold gaze with no glimpse of fear.

The smell of blood touches my nostril and I smirk in satisfaction. I dug the knife deeper into his right palm making him wail in pain, he writhed on the cold, hard bloodied ground.

", I see you enjoy this Man! " Caleb says behind me. Although He is a hard killer but that's not compared to me.

"Does he look like joker with a green hair and red lips? He says again kicking at his ribs.

" No you look more like a crown" he laughs mockingly.

That's not what I want. Does he dare to mock me? Perhaps I will pick out his fingers with pliers that would teach him not to mess with me.

Slowly twirling the small knife, I stare at the man. He seems to be captivated by each twirling and twisting. Goddamnit. This mother fucker is waiting a hell of my time.

"You have two options, which are: answer my question and stand a chance to win a painless death. The second... i