Infinity |18+

Chapter 25

The car sped done the road as the phone started to ring. Taking my eye off the road for a second , I hurriedly answered the call.  'Is the shipment on it's way?' I asked

'Yes it'll arrive by tomorrow.'

"That's good. I need you to contact Marco and ask him to locate Santiano."

'Ok, do you have any idea of where to start looking.'

'Somewhere secluded, but registered so police won't suspect anything.'

'Okay I'll pass on the message.'

I hummed and he disconnected the call. Some time later my phone pinged as I got a notification. I looked at the address before I sent it out to someone. My hand tightened on the steering wheel as I pressed down on the accelerator. I couldn't ignore the fact that I was at an extreme disadvantage.

I may have been in Italy before and I'm familiar with most places but I know nothing about the warehouse or the surroundings, but it's too late  to turn back now. I dimmed the light as I drove down the street. There were a few houses here but most of them looked abandoned. 

I pulled off the road and stared at the warehouse on the address. There was little to no security. Why was the abandoned building more guarded than the place of the boss? Anyway, I got out of the car, and walked to the doors.

Only when I pushed it and it budged did I realized it was locked from the outside. Who the heck locks themselves inside. Did I get the wrong address. I took my gun and shot the lock, the sound of the gun going off echoed around, but no one came out. This place seems so deserted. 

I pushed the door open and went inside. Instantly a metallic smell hit my nose, I know all too well what that is. The room was almost completely silent. Feeling for the switch my hand touched a liquid on the wall and finally I found it and turned on the light. The scene before me made me even more wary of what the hell did I just walk into.

 Bodies, laid on the ground none of them moving with  blood covering them and splattered all over the walls, sitting in the middle of it all was no other than Santiano himself. What's weird about that? Well he wasn't just sitting in the room. No, he was tied up in the chair. I walked over the bodies and went over to him.

I clicked my tongue and walked around him. His breathing was hard as he was silenced by the tape on his mouth. His eyes followed my every movement as he stared at me with hate and fear. I bent down and looked up at him. "Never trust a clown. He'll end up laughing in your face."  I said with a chuckle. 

I stood up and ripped the tape off his mouth. "You dare to come here alone?" He asked.

"And you dare to speak proudly despite being tied up like a slave." I sucked his teeth but something in his hand caught my attention, a blinging red light. I stared for a second before I realized what it was, I laughed. This idiot. 

"He treats you like this kill your own men, yet you are still loyal to him?"

"What do you mean?"

"What's will happen if you press that alarm? Hmm? A group of people will come raging in her pointing guns at me. The building will explode?" He looked at me in shock before he masked his expression. He looked at me with a sadistic smile. 

"You're the one who came in here alone." Now it was my time to smile. 

"I walked in here alone. But who told you that right now, I'm alone?" The smile slowly fell from his face as he comprehended what I said. He looked around through the windows frantically looking for someone. I grabbed the remote from him as he went to pressed it down. I looked at the controller for a good second before putting it on the table.

I don't know much about electrical appliances but that remote is high tech even though it doesn't look like it. Whoever is behind him paid a great price to mask the quality. "Tell me. Who are you working for?"

"I work for no one but myself."

"So your telling me, you killed your own men and managed to successfully tie yourself up so good that you can't even set yourself free?"

He looked at me flabbergasted. "Besides you don't even have the brains, much less the courage to go against me."

He looked at his legs, the walls then right back to the bodies on the ground, anything to avoid eye contact. Wow.

"I'll save you the trouble. You're working for Miguel Santiago right?" As if he heard the name of the devil he stared up at me immediately. As if he was wondering how I knew. It's common sense really. 

I took out a knife and started cutting him. I laughed as he kept screaming, I slashed his wrist his face and his chest. When I was finished there were cuts all over his body and blood on my face. He screamed as he writhed in pain.

I ignored him and walked out of the building. I went to my car and took out the three drugs of gasoline. When I walked in I saw that he was puzzled and wore a helpless expression.

"Santiano, you murdered and innocent family. Kidnapped and raped many young girls. Ran a large human trafficking trade for years, etc. etc. Wouldn't you say that you've committed a lot of sins." I said and he finally looked at me then the drugs of gasoline, a wave of fear took over his face.

"Do you know that back in the ancient times, whenever women would have knowledge, they would call it witchcraft so they would kill them for it." I said as I put back the piece of tape on his mouth

"But the people that killed them would have nightmares because of their conscience, so they said that the witches soul came back to haunt them. Imbeciles." I spoke loudly as I walked around coating the room and the bodies in gasoline.

"Anyways, they stopped simply killing them, they burned the women with the excuse that the fire would cleanse the evil they have done." I emptied the last bottle of gasoline on him.

"I don't want the evil you've done to condemn you. So today let ,me do you a favor." I spoke and ripped the tape of his mouth, like a bird he started singing. I smiled in ecstasy as he kept screaming and begging for mercy.

I walked to the door while he kept screaming historically. "Please. No." I could only chuckle at what he said.

"How many girls have said that to you. Quite a lot. The police couldn't give them justice. So I will." As if he wasn't loud enough he started screaming even louder. I didn't even touch the guy.

I took up my gun and held in in my hand as I reached for my lighter with the other. "Don't worry. Today I will cleanse you of your sins." I lit it, threw it in the room and closed the door. I watched the fire blaze through the window. I didn't even bother to wipe the blood off my face.

A smile spread across my face as his screams echoed in my ears as I walked to the car. I got in and drove away. I took out a burner phone and dialed a number and sent the call. It didn't take long for the person to answer. 

' Ciao? ' (Translation from Italian: Hello?)

' Ciao, agente gonzalez? ' (Translation: Hello. Agent Gonzalez)

' sì? ' (Translation: Yes?)

' È Emilia. Il sospettato Santiano Desanti è deceduto al magazzino. ' (Translation: It's Emilia. The suspect Santiano Desanti died at the warehouse.)

' Ok, grazie per l'informazione. ' (Translation: Okay thanks for the information)

' Piacere mio. ' (Translation: My pleasure)

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