Chapter 349: TORTURED
"Can’t you talk anymore?" Francis questioned Robert, landing a heavy kick on his stomach and the latter couldn’t help but yelp in pain. Francis hissed in annoyance before kicking him again. "Pick him up," he ordered.
"Boss, what about his wife and children? Aren’t we going to go after him?" The one who shot Robert asked.
"Let them run as much as they want, we will still catch them eventually," Francis said. The other men lifted Robert and threw him into the boot of the car then Francis drove the car away.
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Not long after, they got to their destination, an old abandoned house hidden in the woods. The men took Robert out of the boot and took him inside the house, brought him to a chair, and tied him on it.
"Bring me all the torture equipment," said Francis as he took a seat in front of Robert and smiled at his misfortune. "Since you have refused to talk, how about I make you scream in pain," he said.
With the bullet still in his blood system, Robert could feel his back starting to paralyze and moving has become a problem as well.
"Since you want to torture me, how about you get that bullet out of me else, I might not even be able to survive anything you do right now," Robert remarked.
"That’s not a bad idea really but if you think you will escape from here, you are mistaken especially after what you did to Seraphina," Francis spouted.
"I never raped her. She lied to you goddammit!" Robert cursed out of frustration. He had no hope that Francis would believe him but he still told the truth.
"And you think I will believe anything you say, you fucker?" Francis questioned.
Robert sighed, not at all surprised at Francis’ reply.
"Which is why, after we catch your wife, I’m going to do the same thing, the same thing that you did to Seraphina. I’m going to rape your wife right in front of you." Francis continued, and when he saw the scowl on Robert’s face, he couldn’t be happier. "I will rape her right in front of you and your children and then, I will kill you and kill them as well," he added.
Robert tried to punch Francis’ face but he couldn’t do so because of his hands that had been bound together.
The torture types of equipment were brought seconds later while Francis stared at Robert with a grin and couldn’t help but start already.
"I wonder which one I should start with first," said Francis, looking at the tools, wondering which one he should start with first.
"You are making a big mistake Francis," said Robert. "I have always been one of your trusted men and you think that I would rape that ugly bitch whom you call a girlfriend?"
Hearing the insult directed towards Seraphina, Francis was certainly pissed off. He grabbed a hammer and hit Robert’s leg several times, intending to break the bone.
"Don’t forget whom you are talking with. I’m still your boss," Francis reminded him. "When you talk to me, you talk to me with respect. Remember that I can end you right now right here but I still have some plans for you later on."
Robert gritted his teeth as he tried to suppress the pain he was feeling in his leg and back.
Everyone who surrounded them was very satisfied when they saw what was happening to Robert. They had been surprised when Francis had told them what he’d done to Seraphina.
Although each of them had an inkling feeling that Robert might not have done that, they didn’t care at all. To them, Robert had always been full of himself.
Whenever he was called to have drinks with them, he would decline and not try to do anything with them at all. They all thought he took them as peasants since he was quite favored by Francis.
If only they knew the amount of salary he got from Francis was still the same thing as them and there was nothing for them to be all jealous about but they didn’t understand that.
"I’m going to kill you, Francis!" As soon as those words left Robert’s mouth, he received a punch on his chin that knocked one of his teeth out which led to blood spilling out of it.
"I won’t even give you the chance to live, fool. What makes you think that you would be able to kill me?"
Francis chuckled as if he’d just heard the most hilarious joke ever. Hearing him laugh, the other men joined him and laughed at Robert’s state and words.
Flipping the hammer in his hands, Francis brought it closer to Robert’s head and tapped it on his head.
"I won’t use a gun to kill you. I will be using this hammer. And when I use it, I will smash your head to pieces that even your brain won’t look like a brain anymore," he promised.
Robert glared at Francis, wishing so badly that he could be the one holding that hammer and doing exactly what Francis had said but to Francis himself.
"Boss, should we attach the electricity to his chair? I bet he would love the treatment," the one who shot Robert suggested with a smirk on his face.
Francis turned to look at him, smiled, and turned to look at Robert.
"That’s not a bad idea at all. I’m sure that he would love all these ’fancy treatments’ we are giving to him. He should be glad because we are letting him live for a few days until his wife is caught but look at the way he’s glaring at us. There’s so much anger in his eyes," he pointed at Robert’s eyes who was indeed glaring at him with so much anger but he was helpless at that moment.
"Go get the electrical wires. Let’s see if he would still glare at us like that after we’ve served him our ’fancy treatment,’" he ordered with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
