"Master, what do we do about the whore?"
Yes, that was a great question.
What to do with the whore?
Maim her, cut off her tongue? Bed her till she dies underneath you? Torture the lass until she gets numb?
Castello slowly raised his head with a sharp glint in his eyes.
Surely, the brat should be expecting him to be enraged to the point that he starts acting rashly.
Understand that like a game of chess, one might understand the rules before they send their pieces forth.
That's why for now, their sole purpose should only be on intel gathering and strengthening their bases that haven't been touched yet.
"What a bold little whore she is. But let me ask you both this…" Looking out the window, Castello smirked. "How do you catch a rat?"
"By setting a trap, my Lord."
"No…" Castello shook his head. "Not a trap, but bait."
Do you think the whore will stop with this little success she accomplished? He didn't think so.
