Chapter 73: TrappedCHAPTER 73
TRAPPED
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Tito passed out intermittently, but for the most part he stayed awake. I watched him squeeze his ass cheeks and wiggle, trying to get rid of that spike. As he struggled, I reminded him of his mistake. “You shouldn’t have done it, Tito. You should have left us alone.”
He banged his head more and tried to cry out. I winced a few times, almost wishing I hadn’t done it. Almost. Despite my sudden squeamishness, I waited until the job was done, then pulled out the gun—the new one—and shot him once in the head and once in the heart. Afterwards I made the sign of the cross and repeated the words to the Trinitarian formula.
I finished spreading the evidence. I put Tito’s old gun in his coat—after making sure I got his prints on it—then went ups
