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“Great, I got the room ready if ya need it,” she said, with her big brown eyes.

“Thanks, Sarah,” I said. “We appreciate it.”

“You ready, Boss?” Boogie nodded his head at the door.

“Let’s do it,” I said, following him as he opened the door that led to a hallway behind the rooms.

Screams filled the air as we walked to our spot. It was in the second room we got the best view of who was coming in. The room was just bright enough for us to see our next victims.

My phone vibrated and I took it out of my pocket.

Mars: They are coming in.

Boogie shook his limbs out, stretching his head side to side, making me smirk. He did this every time.

“They are walking in,” I said, looking out for our hit.

They were a couple wanted for the murder of a child, but our research showed they took kids for human trafficking. The parents had come to us, well they came to the Mayor, and they passed it down to us. I was more than ready to rid the earth of them.

The moment they walked in I knew it was them. They looked drugged out, looking at everything, moving in slow motion. Their file said they were meth users, and it definitely showed. They clung tight to each other as they moved on to the next room and we followed until they reached the room where we could grab them.

Nobody scared anyone in here, it was almost completely dark, and it was the perfect place to take our targets away. We entered the room quickly, standing in the corner as they came in. Since the room was so dark, people tended to pause in the middle of the room to gather their bearings before finally seeing the exit. Boogie grabbed the woman as I grabbed the man in a choke hold. He was light enough that I dragged him back to the door, popping it open with my ass, shuffling into the hallway and he passed out. Boogie already had the woman over his shoulder, and we went to our workroom, just down the hall.

“Pigs alive or should we give them mercy?” I asked.

“Fuck that, they deserve to die a horrible death,” he snarled. “If we didn’t need to give POD then I would say let me torture them for a couple of days, but we can flip a coin for it.”

I laughed “Leave their fate to a coin toss?”

“You know me, I’m a gambling man,” he said, with an evil glint in his eyes.

“Fine, heads they die quickly, tails they get eaten alive,” I said, shifting the man’s weight, so I could pull a coin out of my pocket.

I tossed the coin up, catching it in my hand.

“Tails,” I said, walking into a room to get them ready for transport. “I swear, you’re too lucky sometimes.”

“You know how I feel about?—”

He didn’t have to finish his sentence because I knew. He was one of those kids who had been taken, didn’t even know his own name or birthday. I shivered, remembering what he had looked like when I first found him. He was so badly beaten he couldn’t even see out of his eyes.

“King,” Boogie snapped. “Don’t go there, I sure as hell don’t want to.” He laid the woman on the table to get to work, stripping her of her clothes.

“I know,” I said, laying the man down, letting his head hit the table hard.

Boogie proceeded to zip tie the woman’s hands and feet, not being careful with her. He wanted her to wake up and see what we were doing. Her eyes fluttered open, but she couldn’t focus, she was confused just like we wanted her to be. Then she realized what was happening…

Boogie growled at her, stuffing her mouth with a piece of disgusting fabric that probably has dried blood from a previous person. At this point, we could give her staph and not give a shit. They deserved a fate a lot worse than what they were getting.

Boogie let her thrash, allowing the panic to set in. He wanted her scared, reflecting on the life she had lived. I quickly worked on stripping and tying the guy up, putting him in a body bag, when he started to wake up.

“What the fuck!” he yelled.

I shoved a dirty rag in his mouth, taping it shut, hoping he would choke on it and die a very slow death, but I ripped off the tape. Being eaten alive was so much better. He struggled as I zipped up the bag.

Boogie let the woman roll off the table onto the floor, she grunted on impact, and I knew he was close to losing it.

“Do I need to get Mars to help me?” I asked.

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