Capítulo 19: PUTA

"Tell me something, do you like your job...because you sure fuckin do sneaking in here...but tell you what, I'll let you go...I just need to know who gave you this location" I said while eating an apple and placing my legs above the small glass table in front of me, she seemed hesitant as she almost spoked but immediately closed her mouth, "I'm assuming this person is more important than your life...You get me the machete and a big fuckin one" I added to her silence trying to frighten her even more, the man left the room following my orders, she looked more afraid then before as sweat dribbled done her forehead, she stuttered trying to grasp a form of words, "I–I don't know it's an anonymous source...I have no clue ok please don't hurt me" She said as tears were now visible sliding down her checks...I remained silent waiting for my machete as a sobbing bitch interrupted my thoughts of future plans...the man entered the room ounce again handing over the machete which I inspected "You know...I find it funny how it took you 30 seconds just to say it came from an anonymous source...your obviously lying to me puta...I will kill you than I will feed you to my dogs...probably alive, maybe but that depends on how I feel in the next 30 seconds...who gave you my location" tension was rising as I become serious and played with a Rambo knife in my hand...waiting for her to mutter a name..."It was a friend of mine, a cop his name is Damien" upon hearing this I was unfazed expecting nothing less, obviously a cop wouldn't just hand over information like this to some bitch....I puased for a moment, "Take her to the dungeon" I simply said, I don't know about killing a cop, not that it's something I wouldn't do but Damien...I've heard that name before...pulling out my phone I contacted Gomez the cartel intelligence operative and informer...