Torture

The location changed from the previous one but the people involved remained the same.

The current location was unknown and it was very dark and quite empty inside leaving little room for the imagination.

Anyone in such an environment would not be able to get any clues related to where exactly they were.

Everything was cleared out leaving the surrounding flooring and walls completely bare so there was nothing inside that could be made use of leaving no hope for anyone being kept inside.

In the middle of that room was a single person who was hung up by their arms leaving the rest of their body a little off the ground.

That person who was hung there was the same person who went to meet up with Puck for their date together before he was suddenly grabbed and pulled into a van.

It had already been a couple of hours since he was taken and he woke up to the current situation he was in leaving him quite frightened.

When he first took on the job he was given, he never imagined that things would have ever turned out the way they had.

Everything was supposed to be quite simple and easy as he had been told it would be.

He would seduce Puck and keep her close while waiting for further instructions and providing whatever intel he could which would earn him quite a lot of money in the process.

He was already quite aware of her current lifestyle but since she was not one of the higher-ups in the gang, her status was not too threatening and he had already been told that once everything was over, he would not have to worry about such things.

Everything that he was told made him have enough confidence that nothing would happen to him so long as he did not mess anything up.

Nothing had been done to alert Puck so he was still confident that she knew nothing and that nobody else was watching over him.

If he did happen to get noticed then it was likely that he would be pulled out or warned before then.

What he would never have imagined was that he had been found out by someone who was not even an adult yet and that the gift he carried around with him was actually what had been used to cause his downfall.

Not even Puck was aware of anything until the last moment when the plan to capture him was being put together.

Currently, he was experiencing a large amount of pain coming from his stomach and wrists as he hung there waiting until others entered once again.

A door opened causing light to come into the room once more letting him see a little more but he did not feel any relief in that moment.

There was no hope of escaping or talking his way out of the current situation he was in.

He already knew that the people before him were taking their time to torment him and had only left him alone to let him become more fearful of when it would begin again.

What he had to endure so far was just child's play compared to what they were capable of and all they had given him so far was just a small taste of what was to come.

The weight of his body was causing his wrists to hurt so much that he kept swaying around from where he was hanging and that only increased further as his agitated movements increased.

He was pretty sure that he had already lost the feeling in his hands after the blood circulation had been cut off.

Several figures that he could not make out in the dark moved closer to him without a word.

They wasted no time as one of them positioned themselves in front of him and took a stance.

The stance was somewhat similar to a boxer that was readying for a punch which followed up with a powerful strike toward his stomach. "Wait... please don.... GUH!"

The air was knocked out of him as he started coughing and wheezing.

The previously targeted area had been hit again causing even more pain to hit as the unknown person kept punching him like he was a punching bag that was hung up to use.

Several hits targeted his stomach before the person stepped back without a word.

"Hah..."

"Haak!"

"Argh!"

"Please... I will talk.."

It did not take much to break him.

He was not as tough as he thought he was and he was already feeling regret that he ever got involved with such people.

"I will tell you anything... just..."

Just when he was about to speak up again to plead for some leniency, the figure that was backing away paused for a moment before turning back.

They moved toward him quickly delivering a strong hook toward his face causing his hanging body to keep swaying and he had lost consciousness once more.

The person who was hitting him walked out followed by the others they were with before closing the door once again.

When they stepped outside and closed the door, their figures were revealed much more clearly.

The person who had been doing the hitting was Butch who had been venting his anger a little.

He turned toward the people nearby and then coldly instructed. "Rough him up some more but keep him alive. I want him to live long enough to spill everything he knows."

"Yes, boss!"

"Got it!"

Butch walked away while taking a look at his slightly bloodied fist. "So satisfying."