Adiós

In an eerie room, a half-naked man hung upside down like a skinned animal. The room smelled of decaying carcasses.

The pungent smell of rotting meat stung his nose. He struggled in his chains trying to break it but ended up bleeding from the wound caused by it.

His eyes were blurry and felt his eyes would fall out of its eye socket because of the high blood pressure in his head because someone hanged him upside down. He groaned from the torturous pain.

"Where the fuck am I?" He muttered. Because of the uncomfortable position he was in, he couldn't think straight.

He felt as if his brain was shutting down because of the exhaustion. He struggled but immediately stopped. Not because of the pain.

He heard footsteps becoming more vivid to his sharp ears. He could only see a pair of expensive black leather Derby shoes and black pants in front of him.

"Untie him". Hearing the familiar voice, he involuntarily let out a chuckle. Two men came and untied his chains and the man immediately fell to the hard surface, almost breaking his neck.

 He lifted his head, massaging his neck. In front of him was a tall, handsome figure. A man in his late twenties.

His onyx eyes had a murderous glint in them, that of a poisonous serpent's. He had a lit cigarette in his right hand. He lifted his thin lips into a devious smirk.

"You are that old bastard's most loyal dog, let's test how loyal you are. Halton Miller," Hearing his words, Halton laughed like a madman. 

He knew the old man had many enemies, but no one dared to lift a finger against him or his men. Seeing the foolish young man in front of him, he felt a sense of pity for him. He already knew what this fool wanted from him.

"If I wanted Halton Miller, I could easily give you a brutal death and you dare to laugh like that?" The pig annoyed the young man in front of him.

"It's said that laughing can increase your lifespan. I was just trying to extend my life a little. Don't you agree with me? Edward Morgan," Halton said in mockery, provoking Edward.

Edward immediately wanted to slaughter this pig, but only after getting the information he needed from him.

"I know you won't kill me that easily, I know exactly what you want from me" Edward raised a dubious left brow, looking suspiciously at the cunning pig.

"If you know what I want then tell me, Where is she?" asked Edward in a deep bone-chilling voice.

"In Boston, USA," Halton stood up. He scanned the room with his hawk-like eyes. He realised where the penetrating smell of rotting meat was coming from.

 They were inside a slaughterhouse. They hung the meat of cows and pigs across the room in full display. He figured out why Edward chose this place.

 He saw Halton as a pig, ought slaughtered and hanged like them. If it was any other person, they would have been already dead from a panic attack. Luckily for him, he had seen and gone through a lot worse than this.   

While Halton was observing his surroundings Edward stared at him with suspicion and anger in his dark voids. He is that old man's most loyal pet. 

How could he let out his granddaughter's whereabouts so nonchalantly while the old man was doing so much to hide her? Was he lying?

Halton fixed his belt and was ready to leave when the two men blocked him. Halton scratched his head in annoyance. 

"Is there anything else you want from me?" He glared at Edward, who was behind the two men. The two men formed a wall between Halton and Edward, and they could only see each other's scorching glares.

"Do you know the consequences of lying to me?" Edward asked him in a deathly tone in his voice. His eyes darkened, creating an endless void of gloom.

 Halton snorted at his question. If he wanted he could tear Edward into pieces but it wasn't his job to do so it was someone else's. He doesn't aim at someone else's prey.

"I can already see it," Halton said, pointing at the butchered meat hanging into a row. Edward had dragged him there to scare him but he was unfazed by it rather he found it funny at his naïve attempt to scare him.

 He glanced at the wound in his lower abdomen where it was bleeding. He wanted it treated immediately, thinking of the pathogens that would invade his body in such a filthy place. 

Even though Halton was already thirty years old, he behaved like a rebellious teenager. 

He was brought up by a group of goons and was involved in many illegal things involving the underworld since he was young.

 He had hideous scars and gunshot wounds on his muscular and toned body. His past life was never peaceful, not even once.

 He had already witnessed so many miserable and brutal deaths that he was used to it. Fifteen years ago it was Benjamin Winchester who had saved him from that chaotic world and brought him back to life. 

He expressed his gratitude towards him by vowing to be his most loyal servant and to serve him till death. Although Benjamin refused the offer yet he stubbornly insisted.

"I will let you go this time but if it turns out to be a lie I will be dragging you to hell next time" Edward threatened him in a deathly tone.

 Halton chuckled at his naïve threat. He had already witnessed hell countless times. Hell was nothing to him.

"Only three people in the entire world know where she is. One is herself, Second her grandfather, the third is me. 

It's up to you if you want to believe or not," He walked past the two men. He casually tucked his hands in his pockets and proceeded to the exit.

"So you realize that you are betraying the old man?" Edward was still doubtful at his words. It has been four years since he was looking for her.

 He searched for her in many countries to find her, but all his efforts were in vain. He didn't find her. The old man had hidden her so well as if she had completely disappeared from this world.

Hearing those words, Halton shrugged his shoulders. He knew how much effort Benjamin had put in just to hide her from Edward. He knew she would return soon, so he had no reason to hide it.

 And it will begin misleading Edward from his target, Halton smirked thinking about his plan. He casually waved at them without looking back. "adiós" with that, he left the slaughterhouse.