Mirah's pinky finger separated from her hand.
For one frozen moment, she just stared at it.
Then the pain hit.
"AHHHHHHH! OH GOD, OH GOD, NO, PLEASE–"
Her scream was raw and primal, her entire body convulsing against the restraints.
"STOP! FUCKING STOP!"
Davies's voice cracked completely, tears streaming down his face.
"They don't keep electronic devices! The main members avoid Gia's surveillance! Everything's done in person or through dead drops! That's all I know about their operations!"
Damian paused, looking at him with mild interest.
"Better."
Then he brought the knife down again.
SHLK
Another finger fell.
"NOOO! PLEASE! PLEASE STOP!"
Mirah's screams intensified, her voice already going hoarse.
"WHY?! I TOLD YOU WHAT YOU WANTED!"
Davies was sobbing now, the sound coming from somewhere deep and broken.
"WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!"
Damian's expression didn't change.
