**Gabe’s POV**
The man screamed in agony as I pulled the chain tighter around his neck. The gash on my chest bled profusely, but I didn’t give a f**k. He’d gotten one good swipe in with his pocketknife. But that’s all this motherfucker got. I loosened the chains slightly, asking him again,
“I want names.” I spat the words out, rattling the chains threateningly.
Turns out that a second had my men on the trail of this pendejo. And they brought him right to me within hours.
“I-I—” he rasped out, eyes bulging and mouth frothing. “—I already told you—”
“You’ve told me nothing!” I barked out and tightened the chains again.
He screamed, began to choke, and I watched from behind as saliva dripped down his chin while the pendejo tried to gasp for air. There was no air for this man. Not yet. I
