NEW TACTIC

"You know what? I at some point felt like you were counterfeiting this memory loss shit. But seeing you banging your brains like this and miserably languishing in pertaining anything clears my doubts." Ajay speaks, lowering his gun from my face and flinging it on the bed.

My eyes scrutinize it, analyzing it for a while. How satisfying would it feel to just grab it and put a bullet through this monster's skull? Not just one fucking bullet because that won't be plausible for every single soul he has murdered, but myriad bullets.

"You'll be dead by the time you reach that gun." As if reading my mind, his voice snaps me from my wild thoughts.

I drag my gaze lazily at him, smirking at this devil for the first time, something that amazes him.

"Sure about that, Don?" I see his adam's apple move up and down as if swallowing something, his eyes glowing with anger. The devil despises to be challenged. "You just confessed that you can't bring yourself to kill me a minute ago." I mock him, stirr