Chapter 142: All Went Dark

"Aaaah! Spare me-please, I'm begging you!" "I'll talk! I'll tell you everything!" Joaquin Casson didn't even last five seconds before he dropped to his knees and banged his forehead against the ground over and over. His whole body writhed in unbearable pain, as if he were being tortured in the Eighteen Levels of Hell. Every extra second stretched into an endless century. "I liked you better when you were acting tough," Stefan Zimmerman said, his voice calm. "Don't rush. Enjoy it a little longer." The...