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CHAPTER EIGHTY -THREE

Author: Iris Brown
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-31 04:56:20

Xiomar's POV

Brody head snapped backwards as Emilio punched his face. Blood spurted out from his open wound, but his laughter still echoed in the basement.

“I am not saying shit,” he laughed. “You motherfuckers. You think you are so smart right?”

Achilles is sitting down, watching him through hooded eyes. I grab the pliers from the top of the desk walked to Brody.

His hands were chained up and he swung around. We had cut, stabbed and beaten the shit out of him. He had not still cracked.

“Agent Brody,” I held his legs, keeping him still. “There has to be something you can tell us.”

“Eat shit.”

“No thanks,” I grunted as I pulled his big toe out.

Emilio stuffed a cloth in his mouth and punched his jaw again. “Stop swuesling like a bitch,” he sounded disgusted. His hands were burst open from how much he had beaten Brody, but he refused to get it looked at.

“Let's start from the top again, shall we?” Achilles asked. “Where is Lyla?”

Brody laughed. His two front teeth were gone, and his ja
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