78. A taste of vengeance

Henry lay on the ground, bloodied and bruised, his men continued to beat him mercilessly. He was in turmoil, he groaned cursing the day he ever joined the men in black. “Let go of me! Stop!” Henry ordered. He thought his title as the second in command would make them listen but it was otherwise.

“Beat him to death, boys. We need to send his head to Boss when he is dead.” Lucas chuckled.

Henry became weak and he couldn't scream for help anymore, he was about to lose consciousness when a gunshot rang out. It was fired at Lucas's forehead. The men stopped their assault as they were gunned down. Henry struggled to open his eyes, his vision blurry and his head pounding.

“Who's that? Please don't kill me, we can talk this out.” Henry said, checking his pocket for his pistol.

“Damn it!” He grumbled as he couldn't find his gun in his pocket. He remembered keeping the gun in his car.

He blinked away the haze and his gaze met a figure emerging from the