"Sir?" Franko spoke behind Emiliano. When he didn't answer, he grabbed him by the shoulder. "Sir!" Emiliano snapped out of it and turned around to face his wannabe student. "Tape her mouth and let's get this over with. She is just stalling."
"I mean, I'm just having fun. I always promised that if ever I go out like this, I was going to drive my captures f*****g insane. Because why would I let you enjoy the kill? Every time you remember this, you won't remember my screams or how my burnt flesh smelled. Not the way the knife felt digging in my skin or the salty tears spilling from my eyes." Both of them looked like they were boiling with rage, but they had nothing to say. "No. You're going to remember that no matter what you did to me, you didn't break me. You can tear apart this body, but
