That infuriated him and he tried to get out of the chair.“Fuck you !” He shouted, and was punched, this time in the face. Mr. King was finished with him, for now. He walked over to another male figure that was hanging from a metal hook tied up in the next chair. His vision was blurry but he didn’t need it. He knew it was pete.“You fucking traitor! I hope it was worth it !” he yelled. His goons moved quickly and lowered the hook that he dangled from. and latched his rope tied wrists on to it. His shirt was ripped open. He was covered in soot, ash, dirt and blood. Nick’s vision improved, but not by much and watched as Bradley pulled out a blade. It gleamed in the light.&nb
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