TORTURED

“Raise your hands, you Moron!” Marcus, one of Byron's men, ordered Derek while Byron sat, crossing his legs with a smile as he watched Marcus and the rest do their job.

“What are they going to do to me?” Derek barked, struggling to free himself from this white guy's grip.

“It's a surprise!” Byron mocked.

Marcus and four of his colleagues pulled out the rope before tying the end of the rope around Derek's both legs like a goat that's about to be slaughtered.

“What the fuck is this, Byron?! Stop them!!!” Derek thundered as the smug look on Byron's face only irritated him.

“I have your cousin! You kill or hurt me? You do the same to him!! I gave my men an order! If in 20 minutes they don't see me, they put a bullet in his skull!” Derek screams on top of his lungs.

“It's funny how you think you still have up to 20 minutes to live!” Byron laughed as he watched his men tie the other end of the rope at the huge truck beside Derek.

“Fuck!” Derek yelled as his head it hit the ground then Marcu
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