Gabriel went to the said warehouse and he saw Walter with bruises and bloodstain wounds. They tied him well to an iron bed. He was lame and lifeless. But he can’t be gone, he needs him to be in jail, but for another case.
“What time will he wake?”
“Three more hours or so.”
“Where’s the person to make his tattoo?”
“He is coming.”
“Can he do it in three hours?”
“We will just give him the shot again. Why don’t we just bury this guy, nobody will look for him anyway. All his relatives are dead.”
“I want him to experience what they did to me in jail. I didn’t deserve that, he does.”
“It must have been traumatic for you.”
With a stern face.
“Sleepless and fearful nights.”
“I understand.”
“A month in there and he is finished. I can live peacefully again.”
When the guy came.
“Do it no
