Chapter 47

ALBATROSS

I stepped into the den once more. Zayn Usman’s man was half-alive. After going inside for a while, I decided it was best to live him alive for the time being. I still needed to break his will.

Of course, I had gotten my men to take out his flesh and write a letter to Zayn Usman. We would send it to him when I was sure it was half rotten, so that the stench would gloat him to the core.

The bastard lid was half-closed. I must give it to him. He was very loyal. Did Zayn treat his people that well? I doubt it. I’m sure he hated them so much, and threatened to disrupt them at every turn. Yes, that was probably it.

“Hello, there,” I sang out loud like I was chatting with a pal.

The stupid man didn’t look up or acknowledge my presence. I motioned for the guard, and they pulled his head up by the roots. I stood a distance away from him His blood had dipped into the ground, but it was still licking from his open wounds. He looked pitiable.

“You must hate me so much.” I