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Chapter 8

Matteo Rodriguez

Groaning, I open my eyes to find myself in the same torture room I was kept in before with guys that looked like if I make any move I'd have bullets down my throat.

Why does it hurt everywhere?

I try to stretch out my limbs but I realize that I was tied to a metal chair that was cemented to the ground. I was tied in a three way style and I'm impressed. The ropes cross my chest, going behind my back to a pole. This people are trying so hard to not let me go.

"Why did y'all change my position?" I grin at the guards that were surrounding me, aiming their guns at my head and with one wrong move, pew pew, I'm gone.

They all look so scared, I mean who wouldn't, I killed more than 15 of their guys. So sad.

"Y'all look so rigid, let's have fun. Okay okay, let's play a game." I wink at them but none of them smiled. Mean. "Drumroll. The game is called

'FREE THE PRISONER' I nod at them and some tried to hide their smile while the others rolled their eyes.

Guess I'm staying here
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