Michael “Or… Shall I just cut off the fingers?” I asked, a smirk on my face.I could see fright creeping into Cole’s face. No matter how daring he was, he still had a limit.“I have to protect this… this place for my… my…” Cole was stammering now.“Grab him, get the hammer,” I ordered, betraying no emotion.Instantly, two of the men grabbed Cole and another one brought me a hammer. Cole started to cry for help as they held his hand in place. I bent, ready to destroy one finger at a time.“I will sign it!” he shouted, breathing heavily.“Then do that quickly,” I muttered, standing now. Albert gave Cole a pen and the latter signed the documents instantly. A triumphant smile appeared on my face now,“You did well, boy. If you keep this up, you might end up being successful in the future. I know you are in college right now, what course are you studying?”“Theatre arts,” he answered weakly. I scoffed,“But you are managing a business right now, aren’t you? Why would you study theatre art
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