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I get right in his face. He is an ugly mother fucker. He reeks of onions, body odor and…Do I smell fear?
“I won’t tell you shit.” He yells.
“We’ll see about that.”
Reno and I start with waterboarding. This is a popular torture technique used by the American military on terrorists. I know. I know. Most Italian mobsters start with pulling teeth, but these are modern times… If waterboarding is good enough for the military, hey, then it is good enough for me. Besides, waterboarding does not involve blood. Like I said, I do not like to get blood on my clothes.
Waterboarding is a form of torture in which water is poured over a cloth covering the face and nose of an immobilized captive – Boris - causing the person to experience the sensation of drowning. The captive's face is covered with cloth and immobilized on their back at an incline of 10 to 20 degrees. We pour water onto the face over the mouth and nose, causing a gag reflex. The captive thinks he is drowning. Usually, the torturer pours water intermittently to prevent death. However, if the water isn’t poured intermittently, it will lead to death by asphyxia - dry drowning.
Waterboarding can cause extreme pain, damage to lungs, brain damage from oxygen deprivation, broken bones due to struggling against restraints, and psychological damage. Adverse physical effects can last for months, and psychological effects for years. Waterboarding is a bitch!
I nod at Reno. He grabs a thin towel and a fills a bucket with water from the wash tub. The surgeon piles a couple of bricks underneath each front chair leg, so the Russian is on an incline. Gino comes over and holds the Russian’s head still. The surgeon puts the towel on Boris’s face. Reno starts pouring water on the cloth where his nose and mouth are. And so, it begins.
I don’t know if waterboarding will work on the Russian, but I like to start out with easy methods of torture before I move on to the more brutal ones. Torture is kind of like sex – you start out with foreplay before you move on to fucking. We waterboard him for an hour. Boris is gagging, screaming, and coughing before we start to question him. I am sweating. Reno is cool as a cucumber.
“What are the Antonovich brothers up to?”
“I don’t know.”
The Russian is dripping with sweat and water. The basement floor is soaking wet.
“You’re lying. We are going to kill you. Do you want an easy death or a painful death - the choice is yours.” I offer.
“Fuck you! You wop Italian fuck!”
The smug bastard chooses painful. I nod at Reno. Time to move on to the cattle prod. An electroshock weapon that uses an electric charge to cause intense pain.
The next four- five hours are filled with Russian screams as Reno calmly uses the cattle prod everywhere on Boris’s naked body. Ouch! We also beat him with our fists. We stop every so often and question him. He does not answer. Not broken yet.
I am exhausted. Reno hasn’t even broken a sweat.
I am losing patience. The time has come to move on to more primitive torture techniques. I listen to the snap when Reno pulls on a pair of blue surgical glove. This is when my enforcer shines. What he is known for - Knives, scalpels, and various sharp objects.
Reno surprises me. He pulls a pair of pliers out of his torture bag of tricks. You never know when you are going to need a good pair of pliers! He shows them to the barely conscious, soaked Russian who is covered in bruises and blood.
“What will it be, teeth or fingernails?” I ask.
The Russian does not answer.
Reno pulls out one of the Russian’s fingernails with the pliers. Surprise! Boris screams. Cries actual tears. We have almost broken him.
I grab a chair from the other side of the basement. I set the chair down in front of Boris facing him. I smell his blood. I smell urine where he pissed himself. Finally, I smell his fear. I love the smell of fear almost as much as I love the smell of a Gwen’s wet pussy.
“If pulling out your fingernails and teeth don’t thrill you, we will start to burn and flay you skin. You are going to die – you choose – easy or hard – painless or painful.” I offer as I cross my legs.
I have had it. I need a shower. I need a shave. I want the Russian to break. I nod again at Reno. He spins the bloody pliers in his hand and smiles.I swear he is enjoying this!
“Which testicle do you want me to remove?” Reno politely asks.
“Okay! I’ll talk.” Boris screams.
Finally.
“Did the Antonovich brothers tell the Razors to kidnap Gwen Fielding?”
“Yes. They were supposed to kill her, but that stupid fuck wanted to play with her first.”
“Why?”
