THIRST

CHAPTER SEVEN

LOCATION- Somewhere in L.A

TIME : 9:56 PM.

Soft music played in the background. People shouting and dancing. Covers of whiskey bottle popped loudly in the air.

Three men in black suits walked hurriedly amongst the dancing crowds as they pushed their way out. Stenches of alcohol coupled with cigarettes wavered in the air.

"Suits in a night party. Haha". A guy who looked drunk laughed at them as they ignored him and continued walking down the dark hallway. They passed by a couple smooching and finally came to the entrance of the floor where they waited for the elevator. It dinged open and a man with two bodyguards stepped out.

"Welcome boss". They said to the man. He looks tall and firm, he wore a brown killer blazer underneath the suit he wore, his face unidentifiable sine his hat covered his face.

"Has he confessed?". Although he spoke in a low tone, yet his voice is thick and reeked of dangers.

"No, he won't talk till he sees you ". One of the men in black suits answered.

"Take me to him". He ordered.

"This way sir." They said as they all change their route and walked into a deeper darker hallway.

They stopped when they came to the front of a huge iron door to an underground room. One of the men swiped a card to the door and it automatically clicked open as they walked inside.

"Please help me!!" A voice whispered in the dark.

"Turn on the lights!!" One of the men ordered to the others. Immediately the whole room brightened revealing a man tied firmly to chair. He look messy as blood dripped down his already soaked white shirt. One of his eyes closed as a result of the torture. His lips also broken and smeared with already dry blood even the whole room reeked of blood.

"Keeping silent will only Worsen your situation". The man with the hat said to him.

Suddenly the victim laughed loudly like he hadn't just begged to be released. "I knew you'd visit bryan. it Took sixteen of your men to bring me down here. I can't believe that's how weak you are. You underestimate so much" He smiled admist his laughter's.

"I never underestimated you Zamir, remember we grew up in Russia together, I only wanted to give you a second chance." The other man replied taking slow strides towards him.

"Second chance my foot, wait until he gets to you."

"Oh you mean lord Ivankov?" The man chuckled. "You wait until I slice your body parts in pieces and send it back to him." He said anger evident in his voice.

"That's a lie, you can't do that to your own brother, Bryan ahmed Dawson!!" He shouted.

"Then watch me Zamir" the man laughed as he walked out."Kill him." He ordered.

"No, no no..." There was a brief plea before the sound of gunshot echoed in the place.