Chapter 9
Somewhere.
I was drowning, drowning, and couldn't breathe. I was going to die. When I was starting to lose my senses, they took the bag off my head. I took a big breath. I needed air in my lungs.
“Tell us what we want to know, and this will stop!” ─shouted One eye. I gave him that nickname because he was missing an eye which, from the scar that ran over his face from left to right, I assumed that he had lost in a fight with knives.
“Put it back on ─The Limp ordered, moving around me with the Limp that gave him his nickname─.
Let's leave him a few minutes to think. I feel like urinating and drinking a beer. Our information is good. He will speak.” ─he swore looking at me with disdain.
The two left the dirty room where they had been torturing me for days. I didn’t even know h
