8 chapter eighth: Escape to freedom.

Renzo's POV.

Being the leader of a dark society is not a day's job. You have to deal with rivals now and then, the police are not an exception either. And the police are my biggest enemy and I would not mind killing if any of them stood in my way.

I and two of my men are in the Alabama train station that leads to Florida. This side of the United States sucks. We came from a  bounty hunt of a rival who thought he could outsmart me, but he never knew that I have men literally in every state who work for me. And no one messes with me and goes off free. It takes me just a day or two to find them.

When we got to the train station, I could feel the lustful gaze of blond ladies trying to strip me naked with their eyes. I guess they couldn't stand the sight of a demi-God.

"Wow! He looks so hot".

"His woman must be damn lucky to have a  God. 

"Greek God to be precise".

I heard them whisper when we passed by.

Well, I decided to give them a taste of it as I walked toward them.

"Don't you have some work to do huh? Or you enjoy standing at the park; eye fucking every man that passed by". I question with a frown on my face and none of them could speak. They turned their faces and left. Too bad for them, that blonds were not my thing.

"Exercising your authority every chance you get right!" Nicco, one of my men walks over to me with a smirk on his face.

"Has the train arrived yet?"I asked, ignoring his question. He always has some jokes up his sleeve to let out at any time. 

"How about you answer my question first".

I send him a deadly glare before talking back.

" you know I wouldn't hesitate to cut your tongue off if you keep bugging me".

He pouted like the baby is. 

"You could ask Marco, I asked him to check earlier ". He Motioned towards Marco who was walking towards us, with a frown on his face. I wonder which lady didn't accept to suck his cock  and leave him wounded.

"Come on, why are you acting like you're on the brim of crying?". Nicco asked him while eating his apple.  "We would have been in Florida by now if we had taken a private jet rather than stand here and wait for a damn train to come by ''.

He snorted and I almost choked him to death.

" You should have asked your father to provide us with a private jet. I guess he wouldn't mind"

I told him with clenched teeth. I mean, he shouldn't go about bragging about people's properties.  He only works for me.

"You better shot up before you have one of your arms chopped off".

Nicco told him and I thanked him internally because I wouldn't hesitate to do that, just like I did to the man we went to find. I kill you slowly, making sure you enjoy every bit of it. I'm Renzo Brown  Adams, Son of the biggest rulers of the underworld. The name that makes people tremble when they hear it, even the police. I kill with no mercy.  I have no feelings for betrayals.

When I was about to sit down on the bench next to me, the train walked into the station. I was happy it did. I couldn't walk around with jets or cars. I needed to be lowkey. Yes, I was powerful but being powerful comes with wisdom. I had to disguise myself to keep people's eyes off me.

"What is going on over there?" Marco asked, I and Nicco followed the direction where he was pointing at. We couldn't see as there was a large crowd staring at something on the floor. 

"Eww, the person who did this must be a ruthless murderer ". Nicco screamed at the sight of the dead body laying on the floor and people wagging their tongues about it. He looked like a security guard. 

"He was probably trying to force his way into the panties of an innocent lady and now he has his dick chopped off and his throat not in the right position ".

Marco was right.  But what innocent lady would cut a man's dick off.

*****

"I know you wouldn't hesitate to hire a murderer like that to work for you. He kills so ruthlessly.  I wonder what was going on in their head".

Nicco said when we boarded the train and were on our way back to Florida. 

" Yes, I would not, you know why?".

I asked with a cocky smile and he looked at me in confusion." I would like them to cut off your dick so that you would not have any, to fool around with women, when I send you on a mission ".

He slumped back on his chair with an angry expression on his face while Marco burst out in laughter. 

"I'm safe then," Marco said proudly. 

"I will have them cut off your throat".

He put a hand around his throat as he looked at me in disgust. 

The news of men being killed and their bananas seriously damaged was rampant in Alabama.  I have heard about two to three cases just this morning and now this one at the train station. 

That person must be a sex assassin I guess, like what person on earth would cut off someone's dick.

So focused on my men that I didn't take notice of the lady that was sitting with a backpack on her lap and her head out of the window. 

Nicco noticed that I was looking at her and then he initiated the talking. 

"Hey pretty!", he calls out, sitting opposite her.

She didn't answer and he took the initiative to tap on her shoulder and I was just watching. 

"Do not touch me, don't you understand that, I don't want to talk and that's while I have been quiet the whole time".

I almost jumped out when she turned around with an angry expression on her face. She looked lost like she was running away from something.

" I'm sorry, just that my boss wanted to talk to you and he looked scared, you should attack him and not me".

If not for that he was one of my trusted men, I would have left his head running out the window by now.

"So why don't you want to talk?".

Marco asked as he tilted his head to look at her. "I'd rather stay quiet if I were you".

She told Marco with a straight face.  He wanted to react and I motioned for him to stop. They should respect her decision. 

 pretty girl . But something seems off with her.