Chapter 88 - Mild torture

Rawlf just went down of the armored vehicle and with sure path, walked at the cleared center among the bowing men on both sides. Every men present , even the squadron leaders including Dmitri and Chyna who walk to meet the King theirselves. Rawlf only seldom goes to the Spartan headquarter and it's no such small wonder why his every visit would always have this kind of grand welcome. Although the seldom visit will soon turned often, and Rawlf himself knew and is expecting of this.

They were on their way home that night after their first ever family bonding when he received a call from Secretary Ryan that some daring men chose to attack the convoy their decoy men were boarding. If not for Secretary Ryan and Dmitri's meticulous strategy, it could have been the armored vehicle where he, Veronica and their cubs were occupying have been the one being attacked. The attackers failed miserably and with five casualty, the remaining two were brought battered at the Spartan headquarter and were subjected to 'mild' torture. Just mild enough to keep them alive.

'Greetings President!' The Spartan men chorus while reverently boing their heads in great respect.

Rawlf nodded his head once and his already stoic, cold expression clothed his face. 'Report.'

'The prisoners were widely awake now. We readied them out for your arrival. The information gathered so far was already encoded and delivered on your computer just as how you tasked.' Dmitri answered right away.

Rawlf nodded his head in acknowledgement and without uttering another word proceeded to walk, his steps sure of its destination. Down the prisoner cell. The prisoner cell were held captives against Rawlf Sy and Sy Corporation for the last years were being imprisoned.

The prison cell that contains all the modern and state of the art torturing device. And the two held prisoners were for the past two days subjected to and experienced all kinds of horror and pain they could only wished for their own quick death. And that's what exactly awaits them in the presence of Rawlf Sy. They were promised for a quick death as long as they answer in truthfulness the interrogation, coming from Rawlf Sy himself. Because for the man, a threat against the lives of his family is a direct threat against him, Rawlf Sy of Sy International. His eyes sharpened deadly and his lips tightly shut as he calmly entered the prison cell after Dmitri himself opened the door.

Seeing the arrival of their most hated yet at the same time, feared nightmare, the two men who were each shackled on a glass table right away look elsewhere, elsewhere but not on Rawlf Sy's direction.

'I only want two things. Who and what?' The man started without further ado.

The two captives who earlier were told of their sure death mouth exactly what they were being asked for. Yes indeed, they will die anyway, but their deaths will be according to how they answer the devil incarnate in front of them. After receiving the answer, Rawlf extend his hands and Dmitri was at lost for the meantime, realizing so, he right away give him his lethal gun.

Everyone present were shocked beyond words. Their King for the past years himself, has never directly used his own hands to the killing because that's what the Spartan force is all about, but now, everything seems to have changed.

Unfortunately, or should Dmitri thought himself, those two captives will meet their ends at the hands of Rawlf Sy himself.

'Bang! Bang!' Two lethal yet sure shots were fired and the earlier slow breathing men now turned lifeless bearing each hole at the very center of their forehead, and if an expert would look at it, obviously, each bullet buried itself deep in each man's brain.

Rawlf with his yet calm expression then threw the gun in front and move to walk out of the prison cell. Dmitri then signed for his men to quickly clean the area as he run to chase and walk behind the King.

Chyna on the other hand after witnessing what happened could only look at back of the man she holds dear in her heart. 'He killed for that woman!' An overly jealous words kept ringing inside her head as she clenched her fist. 'He killed for that woman!' The words continued, her face distorted without her awareness.

After pacifying her unstable emotion, Chyna regained her normal stoic posture and expression then herself, walked out as well to follow the King and Dmitri, leaving some men who were also still looking at each other, obviously still shocked by what just happened.

'Quickly disposed of those two.' She said sternly while walking out.

Sure, the Spartan men are lethal killing machines yet they never saw their King used his own hands to take the lives of his enemy who threatened his own well-being for the past years. Yet now, the King himself just shot the two prisoners because they just happened to threaten the lives of the King's family. The lives of their future lady boss and young master and young miss.