wife as the first pair of legs started down the steps.
Only one other person followed the giant Russian down this time. They stopped at the bottom and flicked on the lights.
“What the hell is this?” the giant asked in a gruff voice. “What have you done?”
He followed the water trail until it led him to the side of the glass prison staring down at the toilet.
“It got plugged,” Darwin said, shrugging. “I didn’t have a mop.”
“It didn’t get plugged. You’re naked because you jammed your clothes down there.”
“That’s good. Are all of you that smart?”
He didn’t know how far he could push this large Russian without just getting shot for his trouble.
He suddenly realized who the Russian was—The Scythe. Yuri had talked about him at the restaurant. He called him Scy for short.
Scy walked around the glass walls until he reached the wooden cellar door in the far wall. He opened it and stepped inside. The man who had followed Scy down the stairs leaned against the wall and picked at his teeth.
“I bet you like to bugger little boys,” Darwin said to the man.
“Fuck you. Talk all you want. You’re the one who’s dead when this is over. I’ll still be drinking vodka, fucking the whores and killing idiots like you for years to come.”
Darwin knew he had to push them hard. He needed them blinded with rage so when they opened the door they wouldn’t be thinking straight.
“Not if I have anything to do with it,” Darwin whispered.
“What was that?” the man asked as he pushed off the wall and stepped closer to the glass.
“I said, not if I have anything to do with it. If I had it my way, I would put you on the ground right here in front of me and step on your face. How would you like that? Can I step on your fucking face?”
“Oh, you little …”
“Don’t talk to him,” Scy yelled from the back room.
The man pulled out his gun and clicked the safety off.
“If I get the chance,” he said, his voice low, “I will use this.” He shook the gun for emphasis. “I will put holes in your body for hours, keeping you alive long enough to go for a record. Would you like a new hole in your ass? Maybe you want a new hole in your balls?”
“What, so you can fuck me like the women you never get? No thanks. A bullet in the forehead will do me just fine.”
The man slapped the glass. “I will kill you for that.”
“You know, they say homophobia is produced in men who have gay tendencies. You must be attracted to cock and want one in your ass. But you think it’s wrong and fight that side of you. I say go for it. Let yourself be free. Fuck all the men you want. You look like the type.”
The man smiled on the other side of the glass. “All you got is your mouth.”
“I took my clothes off for you,” Darwin said. “Come and get it. I’ll let you take my underwear off. Come on.”
“When Scythe opens this door in a minute, I’m coming in and I’m going to put a bullet in your face.”
“I said no talking,” Scy yelled. He stepped back into view, exiting the little room. “And you will not shoot him. Those aren’t our orders.”
“You should hear the shit he’s talking.”
“I don’t fucking care what he says. Don’t worry, he’ll get his. Now shut the fuck up.”
Scy disappeared in the little room again.
“See, I proved my point,” Darwin said.
The man stepped away from the glass, clearly agitated.
“You’re the woman here, taking orders from your husband. What, you can’t stand up to him?” Darwin waited, then added. “Fucking pussy.”
Scy stepped out, this time pulling a cart of some kind. Wires and netting stood at least six feet tall and had a small square table attached to its side. It looked like the inside of a mattress with all the cloth material missing. As Scy dragged it closer, Darwin saw the control box
Only one other person followed the giant Russian down this time. They stopped at the bottom and flicked on the lights.
“What the hell is this?” the giant asked in a gruff voice. “What have you done?”
He followed the water trail until it led him to the side of the glass prison staring down at the toilet.
“It got plugged,” Darwin said, shrugging. “I didn’t have a mop.”
“It didn’t get plugged. You’re naked because you jammed your clothes down there.”
“That’s good. Are all of you that smart?”
He didn’t know how far he could push this large Russian without just getting shot for his trouble.
He suddenly realized who the Russian was—The Scythe. Yuri had talked about him at the restaurant. He called him Scy for short.
Scy walked around the glass walls until he reached the wooden cellar door in the far wall. He opened it and stepped inside. The man who had followed Scy down the stairs leaned against the wall and picked at his teeth.
“I bet you like to bugger little boys,” Darwin said to the man.
“Fuck you. Talk all you want. You’re the one who’s dead when this is over. I’ll still be drinking vodka, fucking the whores and killing idiots like you for years to come.”
Darwin knew he had to push them hard. He needed them blinded with rage so when they opened the door they wouldn’t be thinking straight.
“Not if I have anything to do with it,” Darwin whispered.
“What was that?” the man asked as he pushed off the wall and stepped closer to the glass.
“I said, not if I have anything to do with it. If I had it my way, I would put you on the ground right here in front of me and step on your face. How would you like that? Can I step on your fucking face?”
“Oh, you little …”
“Don’t talk to him,” Scy yelled from the back room.
The man pulled out his gun and clicked the safety off.
“If I get the chance,” he said, his voice low, “I will use this.” He shook the gun for emphasis. “I will put holes in your body for hours, keeping you alive long enough to go for a record. Would you like a new hole in your ass? Maybe you want a new hole in your balls?”
“What, so you can fuck me like the women you never get? No thanks. A bullet in the forehead will do me just fine.”
The man slapped the glass. “I will kill you for that.”
“You know, they say homophobia is produced in men who have gay tendencies. You must be attracted to cock and want one in your ass. But you think it’s wrong and fight that side of you. I say go for it. Let yourself be free. Fuck all the men you want. You look like the type.”
The man smiled on the other side of the glass. “All you got is your mouth.”
“I took my clothes off for you,” Darwin said. “Come and get it. I’ll let you take my underwear off. Come on.”
“When Scythe opens this door in a minute, I’m coming in and I’m going to put a bullet in your face.”
“I said no talking,” Scy yelled. He stepped back into view, exiting the little room. “And you will not shoot him. Those aren’t our orders.”
“You should hear the shit he’s talking.”
“I don’t fucking care what he says. Don’t worry, he’ll get his. Now shut the fuck up.”
Scy disappeared in the little room again.
“See, I proved my point,” Darwin said.
The man stepped away from the glass, clearly agitated.
“You’re the woman here, taking orders from your husband. What, you can’t stand up to him?” Darwin waited, then added. “Fucking pussy.”
Scy stepped out, this time pulling a cart of some kind. Wires and netting stood at least six feet tall and had a small square table attached to its side. It looked like the inside of a mattress with all the cloth material missing. As Scy dragged it closer, Darwin saw the control box
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