Chapter EIGHTY-SIX
The Chase II
Irena’s POV
Ricardo screamed in pain as I plunged another red hot eight inch needle into his knee increasing the count to thirty, thirty-somethings were sticking out of his knee, directly embedded into the concentration of nerves there along with several other, clasps, screws, bolts, and contraptions extending from various parts of his body, I had him chained up on his feet with his legs spread apart and his arms spread upwards so that his body formed an X.
He had given me the information I needed but I decided to torture him a bit longer.
“Please, I’ve told you everything, please no more,” he managed to muster through a bloody mouth that had about six teeth left.
“Oh I know, but you deserve this, and sadly I have no more time left to play with you, but I’ll leave you in very capable hands,” I promised as I left him in the room with three torturers and as I closed the door behind me, his screams resumed, filled with agony and terror.