Chapter 10 Torture

• Derek shouted to let her go, struggling in his seat to free himself. Fear visible on his face. He faced Carmichael tears streaming from his eyes. "Please... Let her go, She has nothing to do with this." He pleaded.
• Carmichael scoffed. "Not so cocky anymore." He said walking back to his seat, he relaxed back his glare not living his face.
• Philip brought Martha beside him as she was now facing her Husband. Martha sob her body shivering from the amount of crying she was doing.
• Derek stretched his hands trying to hold her but was pushed further back by Carlos. He turned to Carlos and glared hatefully at him before facing his wife who was so close yet so far from him.
• "Stay away from her, she has nothing to do with this." He yelled as more tears kept flowing from his eyes.
• Carmichael let out a smirk at the devastated look on his step brother's face. "Tell me where the chip is and I might consider letting her go." He stated calmly, his hand wrapped tightly on her wrist.
• Martha yelped as Carmichael applied more pressure.
• Derek could only watch. "I really don't know where the chip might be." He muttered truthfully, his leg was beginning to feel numb, so if he knew he would have told Carmichael and save his wife and family from more possible harm.
• Carmichael watched him, a glare on his face, there was no way Derek could be telling the truth for he saw and heard when his step dad gave him the chip. "Do you think I came here to joke around?" He barked out, he draw his gun and placed the mouth on Derek second leg. "Where Is The Chip?" He questioned and cock his gun.
• Martha cried out and struggle to free herself from Carmichael grip, Carmichael watched her and threw her over to Philip. Philip gripped her tightly on her arm. "Be quiet." He articulated.
• Martha whimpered in fright and stared at her husband who was already shivering in fear. "Please don't harm my husband." She cried out.
• "If he gives me what I need, I will not harm him." He said and turned to Derek. "Now, where is the chip?" He hollered.
• "I am tell..ing you t..he truth, I don't know where it is." Derek stuttered sweating profusely.
• Carmichael scoff in anger and pull the trigger, the bullet pierce Derek second leg.
• "Ahhh." Derek cried out in pain as he struggled to free himself to stop the blood from flowing.
• "Now you know how serious I am." Carmichael yelled out in anger. "Alvin, get me my tool box." He ordered.
• A deadly silence descended in the room and his men shivered in fright , they know what it meant whenever their boss mention his tool box.
• "Yes Boss." Alvin who stood beside Philip yelled after some minute and ran out of the house, he went to where their car's was park and got behind a black Mercedes and brought out a metal box from the car boot, he ran back inside. "Here you go boss." He said and handed the metal boss to Carmichael.
• Carmichael smirk and took the metal box from him which he then placed on the stool in front of Derek. "Time for Dessert." He sang and rubbed his hands together before gently opening the metal box.
• Derek was struggling to stay awake but the loss of blood was making him dizzy and groggy, he stopped fighting and allowed sleep take over.
• "No no no." Carmichael rushed out and stood up. "Not when things are getting interesting. Carlos go get a water." He stated and relaxed back into his chair, his hands casually touching his tools.
• Carlos quickly ran to the sink where he got a bowl of water, he came back and splash the water on Derek.
• Derek jerked up with a yelp immediately the cold water touched his skin.
• "Welcome back." Carmichael commented with a grin on his face.
• Derek eyes bulged out in fear at the tools laid out in front of him.
• "I can see you've noticed my new tool." Carmichael stated with a glint.
• Martha gasped out, her free hand covered her mouth.
• "I don't ha....get what you're loo....oking for." Derek stuttered, his body was shivering from the water and he definitely could not feel his leg.
• Carmichael scoffed loudly. "Don't worry, by the time I am done with you , you will." He stated and grabbed a cutter tool from his tool box. "Jake, will you be a dear and hold out his hand for me." He muttered calmly.
• "Yes boss." The guy named Jake muttered and shuffled over to Derek, after much struggling from Derek's side he was able to pinned his right hand on the table before him.
• Derek shuddered in fear. "Please don't do this!." He exclaimed and tried to free his hand, but it was fruitless.
• "Stay still." Carmichael hollered in anger and grabbed his pinky finger. "Where is the chip?" He asked and placed in finger in between the cutter.
• Drake shivered in fear. "I don't know where it is?" He stated nervously.
• Carmichael gave a mirthless laugh and clink cutter tool together.
• A cry of agony echoed round the room as Derek held his hand to his chest, blood dripping out of it.
• "That was just the icing of the cake." Carmichael said with a chuckle. "If you don't want what happened to your pinky finger to keep on repeating itself, I suggest you tell me where you kept the chip." He stated and cleaned the blood stain on his hand with a hand towel.
• Martha's face was stain with tears as more tears kept pouring out from her eyes, she could not believe his own brother was the one torturing her husband let this. "Please let my husband go, he does not know where the so called chip is." She yelled at Carmichael.
• Carmichael turned to her with a smirk." Oh! But he does know where the so called chip is." He stated with a hand to his jaw. "Isn't that right Derek?" He turned to him with his eyebrow raised.
• Derek looked away from his bleeding finger and towards Carmichael. " No it isn't." He muttered slowly with a glare on his face.
• Carmichael smile turned upside down. " I get cutting your pinky wasn't enough." He stated and moved over the tool with a blunt edge. " Get ready cause this one is gonna hurt." He warmed with a smirk as he wave the tool in front of Derek.
• Derek gulped in fear as he awaited the pain.