THIRTY TWO. Please Let Me Go, Logan
"You're really going to do it here?"
"I can't be more serious than this. Copper Smallow was having fun there as if he knew nothing about the cunning plan he was playing. I will kill all the rats he has sent into my territory."
Jeffery Huggen scratched his chin covered in rough beard. He saw three bodies in front of him with gunshot wounds to the chest and head. All three looked terrible and pathetic. Then another person was seen battered with his feet and hands tied. He was the only rat Logan had left for dessert tonight. Logan deliberately made the rat see the tragic death of his three friends, then slowly tortured him until he begged for his own death.
“What if the police sniff out your crimes?”
"I've got a plan B. Cooper Smillow won't even report me to the police even though he really wants to, because he also has a string of crimes that could jeopardize his career."
"What are you going to do with them after this?"
"Cut off each of their ears to send to Cooper Smillow."
Logan smirked. He was happy to see Alan looking pathetic with all the wounds all over his body. Blood flowed everywhere from all the open wounds on his skin. Alan's face was covered in blood and blue bruises. Alan's teeth had been partially broken from the heavy impact of the baseball bat. Alan's nose also looked pathetic, crooked to the right with blood oozing from the hole that used to be his nostril.
“Make his body straight. Hit him again with a baseball bat."
The sound of the baseball bat hitting the cracked bones was dramatic. Alan screamed loudly, his body fell to the ground and he groaned like a wounded puppy. Logan loved his agonized groan. It sent shivers of satisfaction through his body.
"You think you can fool me, Alan?"
Logan pulled Alan's hair so hard that Alan's head was tilted toward him. Alan's eyes swelled with purple bruises that were terrifying. His mouth was dripping fresh blood profusely. Alan didn't say anything other than whimpering and groaning in pain.
“You are just a piece of shit. How dare you send three assassins to kill me. huh? You even want to hurt my woman. You think you can get away from me? Look at the people you sent to kill me. They died horribly."
Logan jerked Alan's head back. He tumbled to the ground without a fight. He groaned in pain as his back hit the rocky ground hard. It was like being pricked by a thousand sharp needles in his back, which was almost crushed by a thousand blows from Logan.
"I think you've left your woman too long, Logan."
“Let her enjoy her freedom for a while. After I kill this damn rat, I’ll take her home.”
Logan signaled to his men to straighten Alan's body again. He had prepared his beloved gun to kill Alan. First he would torture Alan by shooting his arm, then his leg, and then his head. Let Alan groan loudly in painful torment before Alan truly died horribly.
"Hit him in the face."
Right after the loud blow echoed around the quiet place, a low, muffled scream was heard among the dark shadows of the trees. Jefferson looked alert when he heard the muffled scream. He touched Logan's arm as Logan was about to move towards the source of the sound.
Right after the loud noise echoed in the quiet place,
"Someone could report you to the police, Logan."
"Easy, Jeff. Maybe it's just a drunk woman who got lost. Let's see."
Jefferson stood stiffly, letting Logan walk alone into the shadow of the dark oak tree. He hoped it was really just a lost drunk woman. He didn't want to get involved in the mess and deal with the police. His business would be ruined if his name was dragged into the brutal murder case, even though he was not involved in the process.
Logan grinned as he saw someone crouching in the shadow of the oak tree. The woman's soft moans made his body tremble with madness. He imagined what he would do to her after he finished executing Alan. He would not let her get away with it after she dared to peek at him.
Logan's footsteps were soft, almost inaudible. Even though Logan was walking on gravel, he had very good control of his feet, and he didn't make any sound other than the sound of his heartbeat.
“Hello my baby darlin’. Enjoying the show, eh?”
He had known from the start that the voice did not come from a drunken woman. He recognized Riley's voice as well as his own. Riley had secretly witnessed his cruel execution of Alan and recorded all the events in her beautiful brain.
"Didn't I tell you to stay at your table, Riley?"
"Lo-Logan. I... I didn't know that...”
Riley was at a loss for words. Her throat was like being stuffed with a ball the size of a goose egg, which made her unable to speak, and she could only close her trembling lips.
“You know that I hate anyone who overhears all my secrets. You just peeked at what I did to Alan."
Logan crouched on the ground, leveling his face with Riley's tear-filled face.
“W-why did you do that, Logan?”
"You know the answer for sure, baby." Logan wiped the tears running down Riley's cheeks with the back of his hand.
"Don't cry. I won’t hurt you. You're the precious one."
"You killed Alan?" Riley asked, trembling. She tried to get out of the reach of Logan's disgusting hand, but Logan gripped her chin hard.
"I haven't killed him yet. But he will die."
"Just let him go."
“I can't be that good, Riley. He has betrayed me. Very badly,” Logan hissed like a snake.
"Now, stand up!"
Riley screamed as Logan suddenly pulled her arm roughly. She felt like her arm was going to fall off her body. Logan then dragged Riley's sprained leg into the middle of the crowd to join his men and Alan.
"Let me go, Logan! Please let me go."
"I told you to wait at your table, but you're wandering around here instead. This is what happens when you look too much, Riley."
"Forgive me. I didn't mean it. I thought it was just a garden. I didn't know you were torturing someone here."
Riley screamed in pain under Logan's hard grip. She tried to free herself from Logan, but her legs were too sore to move. She begged Logan to let her go with tears streaming down her face.
"Now, look at Alan."
Riley was pushed roughly forward. She would have nearly bumped into Alan's bloodied body if Logan hadn't pulled her hair hard.
“Look at him carefully, Riley. He's a disgusting traitor."
"Logan, you hurt me!" Riley screamed loudly as Logan pulled her hair tighter.
"You should see them too."
Logan jerked her body to the right, onto the pile of dead bodies with bulging eyes open, as if they saw something terrible before death overtook them.
“That is the punishment for a traitor. They plotted my death and yours."
"Please let me go, Logan. Let me get out of here.”
“You've seen too much, Riley. I can't let you go."
"I promise, I won't tell anyone about this. I will keep your secret.”
“You think I believe you, huh? I've never trusted anyone in my life, Riley. People who think they are capable of gaining my trust are idiots. Nothing in this world can be trusted.”
"Logan, you hurt her too hard."
"Shut up, Jeff. Riley is none of your business."
Jefferson backed away and made no more effort to defend Riley. No one could stop Logan's anger other than Logan himself. He had better not interfere in Logan's business if he wanted to stay well.
"Logan please, let me go."
Riley exclaimed softly. Her whole body ached. Her hair seemed to be ripped from her scalp. She could do nothing but beg Logan to let her go.
"I have a plan for you, Riley."
Logan pulled Riley back, leaving her about fifteen yards away from Alan. Logan then took out a colt from his coat pocket. He had released his grip on Riley's hair, but he gripped Riley's waist tightly. One hand forced Riley to grip the butt of his gun with both her hands.
“Wha-what are you going to do? I don't want to."
Riley tried to get the gun out of her hand. But Logan kept pushing and gripping the back of her hand tightly. Logan guided Riley's index finger onto the trigger of his gun.
"Please, Logan, don't make me do this."
“You have to do this for me, Riley. Don't you want to earn my trust?" Logan whispered hoarsely in her ear.
Riley tried to pull away from Logan, but Logan held her hand tightly. Logan told her to hold the gun with both hands. Her index finger was on the trigger of the gun. Riley tried to neutralize her breath, which was panting because of the panic that hit her. She didn't want to be a murderer. She didn't want to do that.
"Take a good look at your target, Riley."
"Please, Logan. I don't want to do this.”
“You have to do this. Just shoot, and the rat will die."
"I don't want to be a monster like you!" Riley screamed angrily.
Between sobs and anger, Riley tried to kick Logan's shin with her pointed heel. She had to get away from that place and stay away from evil demons like Logan.
“Fuck! Don't make me mad, Riley. Hold the gun."
Logan locked Riley's leg as she tried to kick him again. His shins throbbed with pain. He was sure his feet would get bluish bruises because of Riley's actions. He would punish her and teach her a lesson, so she wouldn't try to fight him again.
“If you dare to kick me again, this gun will shoot you in the head, Riley.”
"Please, let me go."
“Take a good look at your target. We'll shoot his arm."
Riley tried to keep her finger from pressing the trigger, but Logan pushed her index finger and made her pull the trigger hard.
The sound of the gunshot was deafening to Riley. She screamed hysterically as the bullet flew towards Alan and tore through the muscle in his arm. Blood dripped onto the floor, like water from a leaking pipe.
“Isn't this fun? The more you shoot, the more you'll get used to it."
“You damn demon! You're a monster, Logan!"
"Now you're a monster too, Riley," Logan said flatly.
He pressed Riley's index finger to pull the trigger. A second shot flew quickly into Alan's thigh. Riley was hysterical. She tried to throw the gun away, but Logan gripped her hand tightly.
“Look at what you just did, Riley. You shot Alan in the thigh. You're a monster."
"Enough, Logan! Stop all this. I don't want to hurt anyone. I'm not a monster."
"No. This is not enough. You have to shoot him again."
Logan gripped Riley's hands tighter. He forced Riley to straighten her arms and pointed the muzzle of the gun at Alan's head. He wanted Riley to see the most historic moments in her life because she would become a monster like him.
"Logan, please don't make me do this," Riley begged once again with tears welling up in her eyes.
She wanted to vomit seeing Alan's body covered in blood. But Logan seemed deaf. He stared straight at Alan while gripping Riley's wrists tightly. He would turn her into a monster too.
“Yes, you have to do this, Riley. Do it now."