Not bothering to change or wash his bloody hands, Lucas walked into the small bright room. It's walls had paper money stuck to it on all sides and in various denominations. The twin girls, Ella and Diane Miles, whose bodies had imprints of coins from where they had been buried earlier, were each sitting on money chairs.
Lucas stared at them accusingly. " Did you smelt all the coins,"? he asked roughly, his voice barely hiding the anger and pain inside. " Bring it. There are some rather thirsty looking girls here," he continued, his voice taking a cruel dark turn. Both girls trembled in fear. "Let us go Luc we promise not to tell anyone," Ella begged. Lucas glanced at her and asked," Why should I"?
