Chapter 61

Mateo didn't bother replying but turned and left the room reaching for the sanitary wipe his man handed him. He wiped the saliva off his collar and flicked the wipe into the garbage. He gave his man a penetrating look. "Prepare her for me."

Mateo had a method when he tortured his victims. He preferred them seated on a chair with their hands cuffed to the sides. There would be a strap around the neck keeping the head up so he could see the eyes as the life was slowly beaten from them.

Before they could move onto the next room, Giovanni cleared his throat, his thoughtful gaze on Desi's cell. "I have a rather large favour to ask. Before you deny my request, hear me out and take your time with the decision."

Mateo frowned at Giovanni. "You've been a friend to us. I'm willing to grant a request."

Sotza crossed his arms, his eyes narrowed in thought, as though he suspected he knew what Giovanni would say. "What are you asking?"