Under the lingering shadows of the streetlight, Sudan's eyes bulged as his head and spine were yanked forcibly from his body by Brian's brute strength...
"Don't speak, you damn well better decide whether or not you want to speak!"
Holding the other's head in his hand, Brian let out a cold smile.
He had promised one of his Researchers that he would twist off the killer's head.
One has to keep their word.
If he said he would twist off a head, then a head would be twisted off!
"Monster..."
Sudan's lips quivered twice before his consciousness was engulfed by the endless dark.
...
"You're the monster!"
"Your whole family is monsters!"
He had no patience for those who couldn't win and resorted to slander!
Brian swore twice, holding the other's head, about to squat down to check the body for items,
When suddenly, a pickup truck charged down the street.
Two armed black men jumped out of the truck.
