The sound of the door opening broke the silence, and a light came in from the direction of the door. When I came back to reality from my hallucination, Daley let go of his hand and his back was back against the sofa. The light fell on his silver mask, and now he looked serious, and there was no more reflection of me in his eyes."Daley, I heard someone drop a bomb on your house!" A man's gruff voice came from the door, and I quickly got up and stood at the end of the sofa.A muscled man in a tight T-shirt with gray hair and an Italian appearance appeared in the house. Rita's right behind him. The man greeted Daley politely, and Daley motioned for him to sit down with his eyes."Rita, why don't you make Chris a vodka," Daley said, "And get me one, too."I stood by, not knowing whether to leave or not. That man named Chris glanced at me and then at Daley.“Your new girl?” Chris teased Daley in a teasing tone. “This is the first time I've seen another woman in your house besides Rita. So
Now the question is, how do I get this bomb to the Karr brothers' house? Finally, Rita fixed it for me. She found me a large print skirt, which was said to have been sewn by her as a girl. The hem of this dress is so wide that it can hide two children at the same time without being seen.When Rita helped me with the bomb, a sense of uneasiness and fear came over me. Only then did I realize how dangerous the task was. I have to be careful. If I fail, my body will be buried in this strange land forever.After we had breakfast, a car stopped outside the house. Daley was wearing a white shirt, black trousers and a gray baseball cap. I saw Rita put a folding wheelchair in the trunk of the car.Chris opened the door, and I followed Daley into the car. Chris was in the passenger seat, the driver expressionless, and I noticed a bulge on his left waist. This should be the gun.The bomb strapped to my body made me fidgety and I didn't dare to move my body at will. The car started to drive down
"All right, I'll do it!" I shrugged. "But please turn around. I'm not used to being stared at as I undress."Mrs. Carey cursed and turned away. I had noticed before that there was a glass teapot on the table beside me, and the water in the teapot was bottoming out. Then a girl came up to her and talked to her. I saw Mrs. Carey's electric baton is straight down, and she's listening intently to the girl.Yes, it's time. I grabbed the glass teapot and smashed Mrs. Carey's head as hard as I could. She fell to the ground when I knocked the first time. Mrs. Carey clutched her bleeding head with one hand and tried to stab me with the electric baton with the other, so I hit her again on the head. Now she fell completely on the ground, but her gray eyes still stared at me maliciously, her mouth squirming to curse at me. I know she's trying to call me a b.itch.I didn't give her any chance to make a sound. The girl who was talking to her just now was frightened. She opened her eyes wide and put
I raised my elbow and slammed it back into Karr's jaw, but he didn't react. The impact of my elbow was like a mosquito bite to him. He grabbed my hair and slammed my head against the wall. My eyes sparkled and my head spun.I could feel a rough finger shoving its way into my skirt from behind. I wanted to fight, but my mind was still in chaos."Nice ass!" The man let out a l.ascivious laugh.Then he inserted two fingers, three. I groaned in pain as he rudely tried to rip me open from behind. My head was pressed against the wall, my hands flapping back against the air.Suddenly, from the direction of the stairs came a rapid sound of footsteps, and then I felt the weight suddenly disappear behind me. Someone yanked Karr to one side."What the hell are you doing?" A man shouted. "The councilman isn't here at this time. Something must be wrong!"I leaned against the wall and slid to the floor. The stars that had clouded my vision were beginning to fade away, and I began to see two people
Daley sent someone to drive me back to his house, and the nine rescued girls were sent to a safe place by Chris. Chris assured me that they would not be forced into p.rostitution, and they would be given food and a comfortable room.I sat in the living room and waited with a small-caliber pistol in my hand. I found it when I snuck into Daley's study on my way back. It was in the top drawer of his desk. The magazine of the pistol was empty, but I found the bullet in the same place. I'm sure there are plenty of bullets in the pistol now, enough to kill at least one person.When night fell, I didn't turn on the lights. My body was so merged with the darkness that I could barely breathe. Time passed slowly, and there was silence all around. My eyes were fixed on the door, waiting for the person who would come in.Outside the house there was the sound of a car, and then I heard the noise of an iron door opening. The sound only lasted a few seconds before it stopped, and then the whole yard
"You once told me their names were on your death list, didn't you? If I remember correctly!"His voice was low and grave, like that of a priest about to give a service. I'm not sure if he can talk like that. But I knew very well that what was to come had something to do with the ritual."Answer me." He looked at me calmly."Yes," I said, and before I knew it, my voice was becoming like his. There was something magical about his body, and it affected me. This made me feel a little uneasy, so I tried to keep my mind clear. I couldn't help but take a step back. Maybe I should leave this place at once.“Have you ever thought about killing them yourself?” He asked. “Tell me, what is your motive for wanting to kill them?”I glanced at the Karr brothers, their heads bowed and their eyelids drooping, bound to the gallows. The sound of breathing from their noses is as low as a dying man's."They traffic women and force them into p.rostitution," I said, staring at them, my mind playing with ima
A spatter of blood from the older Karr's chest splashed on Daley's white clothes. His face was blank, his eyes fixed on the scalpel. He was as serious as a doctor who was operating on a patient, and every cut he made made the older Karr wriggle his body.'He must be in pain!'I thought to myself.Watching the older Karr's face grow pale and contorted, a sense of pleasure rose in my heart. He got what he deserved. As Daley moved, a strong smell of blood filled the warehouse.The smell made my head spin and I looked at the older Karr's bloody chest. Daley put the scalpel aside on a silver plate. He didn't even need gloves to feel his wounds with his hands.The older Karr's bulging eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. His head was shaking wildly, and his hands and feet were struggling to free themselves from the ropes. At that moment, he was like a catfish waiting to be killed on the chopping board in the desperately beating, tail slapping the chopping board in an attempt to esca
He unwrapped the tape from the younger Karr's mouth. He looked up abruptly. His face was pale and his eyes were full of fear. His black hair was already wet with sweat."Start your confession!" Daley looked at the younger Karr as if he were a priest waiting to hear a confession."I. . ." the younger karr looked at me. His brow furrowed in pain, as if admitting his fault was an extremely difficult thing to say. He turned to look at Daley again, and when his eyes met Daley's cold gaze, he was immediately frightened to bow his head."Don't waste time!" Said Daley.The younger Karr looked up again, and this time he turned his eyes to me, and he said to me in a pitiful, pleading tone, "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have trafficked women. I shouldn't have forced you into p.rostitution. I'm sorry for the harm my brother has done to you. I hope you can forgive me for my mistake. Please!"“What else did you do?” I looked at him critically. “Tell me!”"I r.aped my cousin. I murdered my neighbor's s