Valentina POV
The stench here is absolutely disgusting. I had to suppress a gag several times. Everything we see and smell thus far, is adding impossibly more fuel to our fire. I’m pretty sure I would have passed out from fatigue that would last for days already by now, had I not been fueled by such blinding anger.
The warrior occasionally trips over his own feet, faceplanting himself on the ground, to which I pull him up and kick him forward very unceremoniously again.
“P-p-please I-I-I have p-pups” the man continues to beg for his life, coming up with one “good” reason after the other why I should let him live. If he had not been leading us to Tommy, I would have kicked him down and ripped his heart out already.
“You should have thought of that before you drew your gun at me in a
