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Grabbing his tongue and yanking it as far out of his mouth as I can, I dance the tip of my blade along the sensitive organ while he desperately tries to buck me off. I don’t even have to ask Ace to take care of his legs for me though, he moves instinctively to tackle the problem. Luckily, there’s ankle cuffs too. Bastard.

I stab straight through his tongue in one angry motion. Fucking rapist scum. I enjoy his gargled screams as his blood runs down his throat. Then I admire the way my blade, skewered through his tongue, prevents him from retracting it back into his mouth. The blood running in rivers of red from the corners of his lips is a sight to behold.

Taking a second, smaller and more lethal knife from my inside jacket pocket, I neatly cut away slithers of his flesh, alternating between his face and his tongue until he’s seriously close to passing out.

I sigh, disappointed that it could already be time to take a break, and yank the knife from his tongue which flops onto the side of his face like a lolling dog.

Too late. He’s blacked out.

Unknown number: What’s in it for me then if I don’t even get to kill someone?

Baxter: Pussy.

Unknown number: Can I hurt it?

Baxter: Maybe.

Unknown number: I’m in.

Baxter: I’ll call you from a secure line.

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