Now, the one here was a thief.
She stole his father from him, and Summer Crito was about to pay for what she’d done.
He was about to do his father justice and finish this.
Once.
And.
For.
All.
So, he began torturing her.
With a cattle prod, he poked her through the cage she was locked in. It was one that was built for dogs. Well, they’d all been bitches, so that was appropriate.
PERIOD.
Watching her body jolt, jerk, and shake as he poked at her gave him such joy.
It was payback, and nothing less.
It made him want to carry on with this kind of fun. Torturing horrible people seemed like the best calling in life. To say that he was tempted to hurt them more, violating them, would be the absolute truth.
But not these whores.
They.
Were.
Foul.
When the woman screamed into the gag, and finally passed out, he put the prod down and enjoyed.
Oh, he was angry.
Very.
Angry.
Kicking the cage, he let some of that rage out.
“The inmates did horrible things to my father. One of his friends in jail said that the guards let the inmates hurt him all of the time. He was tortured, and it’s all your fault, too. You stolemy father from me, Summer. You stole him from my mother, too!”
She didn’t move.
Instead, she lay there, trying to recover from the torture she was experiencing. The last thing she remembered was the shadow standing over her bed.
And then, this.
“Why did you girls lie? I found her journal, and I know that all of you came on to him. You lured him into those sex acts against his will. Then, you turned on him to not get into trouble. My mother said he was loyal, but weak. You monsters found a weak man and exploited him! It cost my family everything!”
Going to the counter, he began getting his things ready. In the middle of the living room, he’d set up the torture chamber. Since no one thought about his dead father, and their once happy home, they’d never find him here.
On the stove, not far away, there were five kettles boiling. When she was dead, he’d put her in the tub, and burn her skin off—like had happened to his father.
Only, he’d been alive at the time.
