Page 52 of The Filth Kings II

“My men are moving in now,” Monster stated to no one in particular.

“Octavio, lay down,” Monster’s voice boomed louder.

The warehouse stood crooked in the clearing, it looked like the type of place that would reek of secrets and long dried blood. Black cars were lined up like it was a funeral taking place, their plates were stamped in Kanji. Armed men fell down like toothpicks, from the roof and everywhere else my eyes could land on.

“The truck is damn near bullet proof, roll down the fuckin’ window and take out whoever. No one outside will be left standing.” Monster already had his window down and was aiming out of it.

“Lay ‘em the fuck down!” Monster yelled as he put the truck in park and walked into the middle of destruction.

I got out next, Monster’s guards spilled behind us like smoke. The tension in the air snapped as I raised my hand and let out thunder. I watched men drop to their knees with their eyes wide open as another tried to give in and run. I shot him in the back of his head and kept pushing as Monster and I separated. We moved in without fear or hesitation, Monster was like a ghost popping out from behind trees like a well-trained assassin. The smell of gunpowder filled my nose as I stepped over a man that crawled toward his rifle. I quickly tucked my Glock then pulled out my nine-millimeter and shot him.

“Hold!” Monster held his hand up to his men, I followed his order.

“Check the warehouse,” he ordered.

Smoke curled around our boots as my eyes landed on the bunker.

“Clear!” One of the men yelled.

Monster nodded his head then pulled out his cellphone. Minutes later, Octavio walked up. He stepped over bodies with an emotionless facial expression.

“We don’t have long. So many gunshot sounds going off,” Octavio stated nervously as the amateur I expected him to be. I wouldn’t hold anything against him because this would be his first rodeo.

“We have time to spare, police don’t respond to this area. As far as they are concerned, it’s deserted, too close to Arkville. Come on,” Monster said as he stepped on top of a dead body as if it was a part of the ground.

We followed behind Monster then stopped when we reached steel doors that looked like a coffin lid. He opened it up and it smelled clean, like bleach. The overhead lights flickered as we descended the narrow staircase. It felt like we had entered a tomb of death. Our boots announced our presence. Monster was ahead of Octavio and I, his eyes along with his skin blended in with the dark shadows of the bunker. Octavio’s heavy footsteps stopped when Monster reached a hallway.

“Why it look so nice?” Octavio whispered.

“All things attached to the devil gets to be presented as nice,” I murmured.

The hallway led into what looked like a lounge, leather seats with a nice flow of AC. It looked like an underground palace; Impurity still found a way to live like a king. This was the kind of place that would be any man’s favorite man cave, it could serve as time away from his family to gain a little peace. Monster stopped again with his gun pointed. I stepped beside him and took in the scene before me.

Impurity sat with his eyes closed, the corners of his lips stretched into a smile. A woman was on the floor in front of him discarded like trash. Half of her naked body was charred black with blisters and bruises. The other half of her was beautiful, high cheekbones with pink parted lips…just enough to breathe if she wasn’t dead already. Her swollen eye blinked slowly with a terrified look.

“Monni—help.” She managed to get the words out.

I raised my gun before I even though about it. Monster held his hand up to stop me as Impurity opened his pitch-black eyes.

“Monni…Hmm…I think I could have used you all along. Your big, ugly, and sinister as fuck. If anyone of you make the wrong move, this bitch dies.” Impurity’s raspy deep voice echoed throughout his bunker.

Pop! Pop! Pop!Monster shot who I now figured out was Emi three times in the head.

“I guess one of us made the wrong move. We not here to chit chat about small souvenirs like her that you thought you could use against me. Fuck her.” Monster spat and stepped to the side, giving me the floor without saying it.

“Oh…I underestimated.” Impurity chuckled.

“The same way you underestimated the electric dildo shoved all the way up your virgin ass. Have you recovered or would you like me to take you to my warehouse and reiterate again?” Monster growled the words out.

For just a split second, I saw fear flicker in Impurity’s eyes. His fear quickly got replaced with rage.

He was half the man that I grew up with sitting in front of me. He was nothing but skin and bones. He looked as weak as he sounded, death looked like it had been chasing him and he was barely escaping.

“Detavio.” Monster called out to me, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of Impurity.

“Just do it! I know Detavio won’t pull the trigger…somewhere deep down inside of him still believes that I actually love him in my own sick way.” He chuckled out as he unbuttoned the top button to his black shirt.

“I gave you power, boy!” He pointed his black covered finger my way.

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