~CHAPTER 48~
Sam screamed into his gag, the sound muffled but still audible. I dragged the knife towards his right eye, the blade slicing through skin and muscle with ease.
Blood splattered everywhere, some of it landing on my face, others staining my suit. But I didn't care – bathing in the blood of my enemies was the ultimate victory.
As Sam's screams grew louder, I leaned in closer, my face inches from his. "You should have stayed loyal. Now, you'll never speak again." I clicked my tongue when Sam wildly began to struggle.
"What, you have something to say?" I sneered, my face contorting in disgust as a putrid stench wafted through the air.
The hell is that disgusting smell coming from, snapping my face towards the source of the smell, my eyes landed onto one of the traitors, Dan or David - I couldn't care less what his name was.