Lester knew that they did not have much more time and now one look at John Gilbert’s body and they had made sure that he would be scarred for life. He kicked him in the balls to bring him back to consciousness and the man woke up with a groan. His voice which had grown hoarse from all the screaming and shouting and ranting that he had done, was now slightly more than a whisper.
“Please….” He whispered and Larry punched him again in the face and then said,” You don’t deserve any mercy. And you don’t get to say the word please. Don’t repeat it or I am going to make sure that I rip out all your teeth one by one while you are awake.”
The man whimpered but he was quiet now.. Only crying out in muffled sobs. He knew that he was going to die in his own house at the hands of two brutes. Never in
