Its time

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"B-boss?" a voice stutters and I shoot him.

Stop stuttering next time.

A knock at the door surprises me and rage fills my body.

"YES!" I roar and another one of my men walk in. "They've been spotted out of the house. Order to shoot?" he asks and I finally gave him.

"Positive. Let's have some fun" I smile devilishly and he leaves.

I pick another jar and place a liver in there. Another twenty jars go by and they're full now with eyes, fetuses, hearts and even penis.

"Papa would've liked this if you haven't robbed him from me, Francis" I spit and throw one of the empty jars to the floor.

Fuck him.

I swear he's gonna pay for all that he's done to me.

And not just him, but his whore of a wife too. She deserves it.

He will regret not loving her soon.

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