Chapter 33 100th Birthday Event

Chase sliced through flesh and bone with his knife, with the precision of a surgeon. Or of a bloodthirsty man with a penchant for slicing off body parts. “After slicing a toe everyday from each of you incompetent fools, for the past month, one would think you would have good news for me today.” He sighed. The man tied to the chair was grunting heavily, sweating, and trying hard not to show too much pain. “We deserve it, boss!” He gritted out. “Of course you do,” Chase smirked. “You are a part of the tactical team that couldn't fucking find that bitch Cara. How did she slip through your radar? Maybe I should slice off another toe—” “We'll do better, boss!” “You must. After all, that is the only reason I haven't fired you, like all the others. Consider yourselves lucky.” “Yes, boss!” “Shut it. The more you fucking talk, the more your stub squirts blood all over the place—!” “Forgive my interruption, Mr. Darwin.” Lee stood at the door to the underground holding room. “It’s time t