But the place they reached wasn't a high end hotel or meeting room like they had expected it to be.
Instead, it was a run down place. Something that gave them an erie feeling.
"James, David, what is this place? It doesn't smell safe and good. " Tim said, his voice shaking.
"No uncle, this is the correct and perfect place . Just wait a little longer, he might be coming. " David smirked.
"Sorry for being late. " They heard a low deep voice. But before they could comprehend somethings,
BAAM BAAM BAAM BAAM!
Four consecutive gunshots were heard, and the four higherups feel on the ground, dead.
Tim stood there, blank and motionless.
What happened?
He saw a man in black with a FN five-seven pistol standing there. Looking unfazed by the lives he had just taken.
Tim shouted, " David, you bloody bastard, what place have you brought me to. Now what are you waiting for? Run! " He was about to run, without thinking that one shot, and he would be knocked out there.
But he was stopped there by James. Tim was enraged, " You bloody f**ker! I should have known that you didn't have any good intentions. "
But then he heard David's voice echoed. Tim saw him go to Ezekiel and say, " Bro you have such amazing shooting skills. But please don't kill my uncle... "
Tim thought his nephew was planning a new way to save their lives. He instantly nodded his head. But then, what he heard next made him freeze. "Cause I want to kill him myself. "
Tim yelled, "What are you even saying? I am your uncle, you rascal! How can you do that? "
David looked at him innocently and made a thinking gesture.
"Heh! Uncle ? Yes.. Uncle, uncle... But is uncle more important than dad... No I guess, right? Did you think I was a duffer in nodding in every yes and shaking in every no of yours? Oh, you fool... I was waiting for a chance, to, strike! David said. His voice becoming colder with each word.
"Did you think I didn't know that you killed dad, or did you think I didn't see how you killed him? huh? So UNCLE time to pay back... " David's voice right now could give any one chills.
Fear now gripped Tim. He started begging for help, "Old Man Winston, save me, save me please.. "
Mr. Winston said with a straight face,"If I save you wouldn't it be unfair to my son?"
"What? What are you saying?Since when did you have a son? And what has that got to do with me? " he yelled.
Mr. Winston shook his head and said solemly,
" I had a son, who was studying abroad. He never wanted to join underground, so I kept him away from all this. But then one day, he visited me, but he got into an accident, so I admitted him in the hospital runned by you. I thought I gave him in safe hands but who knew inspite of me repeatedly saying that organ trading and all are against our rule, you still carried that out. My son became a victim of that and lost his life inspite of being innocent. Say if I help you wouldn't it be unfair to my son? "
Tim's face paled. While the other three raised their brows. Well this was an unexpected news.
He saw David approaching him. And the other three men taking a place there as of to enjoy the show.
"Old man ..lets not waste our time OK? Knell Down. " David ordered. But he didn't even give Tim any time and kicked his knees.
A crack sound was heard. Tim bellowed.
Those whoever heard that, were sure that the bones of his knees were broken for sure.
David then said, " Uncle... you remember..dad's nose was bleeding before his death? Why is your not bleeding then? " As soon as he said that he punched hard on his nose.
The next second, blooded gushed out of his nose and eyes. The shape of his nose was disfigured. It seemed the bones were crushed.
James flinched a little, but the other two men with him didn't even bat an eye lid.
David then went into a total revenge crazy mode. He took a dragger and made numerous cuts on Tim's face, pulled out his tongue and cut it off ruthlessly, made deep cuts on his neck, but avoiding his main nerves and oesophagus , so he doesn't die in an instant, and everywhere but made sure that he didn't die.
At first Tim shrieked and bellowed like a dying pig. But with time, he didn't even have any energy to even open his mouth.
Every pore in his body was bleeding. It looked absolutely gross. If any weak headed people was present here, he or she might have puked already or better fainted.
But who were they, Some one from the mafia world ofcourse. If they fainted in just this much, then kiddo, you better stay at home and watch Courage, the cowardly dog, because underground things are not for you.
His condition right now, resembled neither human nor an animal, not even a ghost!
He was already more than half dead with so much pain and blood loss.
"Tsk... Tsk.. Not even shouting anymore... OK then uncle, we are leaving.. Happy death.. enjoy it. "
David said and got up to leave. James looked at him, with his brows slightly raised, he asked, "Not killing him? "
"What's the hurry? Who wants to fasten up his death? Let him enjoy it slowly. "
"Boss, David reporting at your service! " David went to Ezekiel, smiled sweetly said to him.
Ezekeil curved his lips a little and said, "Alright, go back, clean up and gather everyone, every single gang member this instant. "