"Speak, I'm giving you the chance now. Tell me how much you like me, how much... love me."
Joel Russo paused for a few seconds after the last three words. His expression turned even darker after speaking.
Selvia Todd's sobbing halted; she stared blankly at the man sitting outside the cage.
She couldn't understand why Brother Russo had brought her here to ask this question.
Why come here...
"Not speaking? If you don't say it now, there won't be a chance later."
Joel Russo turned sideways, reached up to take a small palm-sized gun from the car deck, and gently toyed with it in his hand.
Selvia Todd's heart trembled as she looked at the man enveloped in a terrifying aura, and she started to sob again.
"Brother Russo... I have always been with you since childhood, you taught me many things, always protected me, helped me, favored me, I wouldn't forget... You were my childhood dream.
