Fourteen

The loud screams of the man only seemed to bore Enzo the more. He rolled his eyes and nodded at his men to chip off the man's fingers completely.

"I'm going to enjoy this", Enzo said as he sat down and crossed his legs while his men began to chop off the man's fingers.

"No matter what you do, I'll never tell you?!", The man screamed at him. Enzo rolled his eyes, "I know you won't tell me. That's why I'm making your death very slow and painful".

The man coughed out blood, "Go to hell". Enzo rolled his eyes, "Aren't we all going there?". He picked up his gun and pointed it at the man. "Boys, move", he said and they obeyed.

"So you want to shoot me?", The man laughed. "No shit, Sherlock", Enzo rolled his eyes. "You wouldn't dare", the man sneered. "Do me a favour and say hi to Satan for me when you get there, okay?", Enzo said pulled the trigger followed by a loud bang. The man fell backwards with the chair as the hole in his head began to bleed.

"Clean the mess up and take a shower", En