Chapter 82

Gasper did not share the same sentiments with Dennis as he hurriedly walked over to the man who was bound to the chair.

He held him by the neck as he threatened. "You do not want to speak no more no? Be my guest. I bet you already have a clue as to what I can do." Gasper said with a voice as cold as ice.

The Kill shuttered at the way Gasper was moving at him. Yes he had heard about him being Demon. The King of assassins but he is also the The Kill. He would not be intimated by him.

In his mind that was all that was going though but his body spoke a different language as he was completely shaken just by looking at him.

Gasper drew a military dagger from under his sleeves as he spoke up. "I will ask you a few more questions. All you have to do his answer truthfully. If you lie, just know that you would be dying by a my Thousand cuts."

When the others heard death by a thousand cuts, it sent shivers to their spine. Especially Stanley and Dennis where as Kyle just watched on without any emotion.

The Kill wanted to speak up but he knew the man standing in front of him was not joking. He could not bring himself to say anything as he watched him fearfully.

"Since you have gotten that, let's start."

"Where was your meet up point when you arrived?" Gasper asked as he let go of him.

The Kill just threw spit at him as he replied unafraid. "You can go to hell for all I care. I ain't telling you nothing."

" Fine! But you will have to go in my stead for now as I got a lot to do out here." Gasper said angrily as he dragged him with the chair all the way outside.

The sun was shinning brightly as it was burning hot. Gasper threw him onto the hot ground as soon as they got outside.He ripped him of his clothes under the hot sun. As the sun was burning his whole body. Gasper drew his military dagger and gave him three cuts on his thighs.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh" The Kill screamed out in pain.

As the were outside the city. they was no one around. "No one is coming to save you. Save your breathe."

The Kill looked at Gasper with eyes full of hatred. And if looks can kill. The Kill would have probably murdered Gasper at that point.

The kill was only in his boxers when Gasper untied him. "I will ask you one more time. Where was the place of your meeting?"

"Like I said, go to hell! You are not getting anything out of me.

" With that said, he pinched sand into his arm and throw it into the air towards the others.

Getting up onto his feet trying to run. But then he fell back down onto the ground. He started to crawl away from them.

Gasper was angered this time around as he sliced his throat with the military dagger without thinking twice.

All this time, Kyle had been silent as if thinking about something and then as if something hit him, he spoke up."

Gasper, I will have to leave you to investigate Mr. Richards. I will meet you back at the hospital later."

With that said, he walked to his car, got in and speed off leaving only dust.

"Can I have a report on everything about the accident." Gasper turned to Stanley and Dennis.

"Alright."

"Right away!"

Stanley and Dennis responded.

"Sure. James please dispose off the body." Gasper then turned to James.

"Alright." James responded as everyone turned to their tasks.

Christopher who had been drinking since he got home suddenly heard his door bell ringing. He was confused at first as he had told his assistant that he did not want to be bother.

He ignored it but the person behind the door was so not going

to back down as the person continued to ring the bell.

He could not take it anymore has he angrily walked to the door. "Didn't I say I didn't want to...." When he saw who was at the door, he paused his sentence mid.

"Kyle, why didn't you tell me you were coming? It could have saved you the trouble. You could have just called when you arrived." He laughed it off as he said that.

"So you tell me you are busy?" Kyle said in an amusing tone.

"What do you mean by that?" Christopher asked.

"Oh? Didn't you say you had something important to attend to?I know for sure if I had called you would have told me you busy no?" Kyle explained as he walked into Christopher's

apartment.

"Oh yeah." Christopher responded as he scratched the back of his head.

"The place is a mess. What happened here?" Kyle frowned as he entered and saw things scattered on the floor from empty bottle's to accessories.

"Oh it's nothing. Let's go to the study as I get my assistant to get the place cleaned up."

"Sure. After you." Kyle said as he looked around to see if he would find something unusual.

But everything at the time seemed unusual. 'Why would

Christopher leave the hospital just to come drink at home when we are facing a dilemma? Is it because he could not accept the fact that Nathan and Hilda were both target of an assassination or because he had a hand in it?"

Kyle thought as he stared at Christopher who was leading the way to the study.