Chapter 167. Neck Cuffs

“AHHHHH!!” The raw scream filled the room, echoing off the concrete walls before slowly dying out.

Salvatore’s chest rose and fell in uneven breaths, sweat dripping down his face as his head hung low. His strength was slipping, little by little, his body was no longer keeping up with the pain.

Rico took a few steps away, calm, watching him like it meant nothing. “You’re tiring yourself out,” he said quietly. “And we’re not even close to being done.”

Salvatore let out a weak laugh that broke into a cough. His teeth were stained with his blood. “Go to hell…”

Rico tilted his head slightly, studying him. Then he slowly stepped closer, not hurried. “I already live there, Sal,” he said. He crouched just enough to meet his eye level, his voice dropping. “But you…” He gave a small pause, then continued, “You’re just visiting.”