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CHAPTER FIVE

         The cold, humid room is filled with dead silence. I'm not one of them who sits back and barks orders. I love to do it personally. The room is filled with his terrified breathing. Crimson blood is dripping from my hands. He is writhing under the touch of a sharp blade. My mouth twitches when I see the terror in his eyes. His eyes widen in horror, shaking his head madly, his screams are muffled under the black cloth around his mouth. It could be a horrendous, horrible sight for most people, but I get peace in it. To cut my enemies to bleed and then most fearful death. 

      I push myself back and look at my work. So peaceful! But he doesn't look in peace. Bloody Russian! I'll cut them into pieces and give them the most painful death if they dare to put a step in my territory. 

      " Are you going to kill him, brother? " Devon asks in a joyful voice. He leans against the wall. I glance at him o

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