I know I haven't updated in a while. Whilst concentrating on other fics, I lost track on this one.

So, here's the next chapter

Enjoy!

Simon's P.O.V

Their screams. Music to my ears.

"Andy, you're turn," I cheerfully announced. This time, Andy closed in on them with a simple steak knife. He went to each girl (I never bothered to learn their names) and sliced at their flesh. Nowhere dangerous though, this was just a little bit of fun.

I glanced over at Nic," You now."

"What do you want me to do boss?" he asked me. I frowned, before thinking of a fantastic idea. I slowly removed the belt from my jeans and handed it over to him.

"Use your imagination," I replied. Nic grinned, raising his arm in the air and striking it down in one swift action. It hit the blonde first, barely a few inches from her open wound. The next time it hit, the cut and belt collided, causing a triumphant slapping sound and causing her to scream. I felt my lips curve into a smile.

He sauntered over to the next girl, giving her exactly the same treatment. I was tingling with excitement at this point. It had been years since I'd had so much fun.

The sound of belt against skin became more frequent, as did each shrill scream. The first girl was whimpering, tears streaming down her face. I felt no sympathy. All I felt was a deep sense of pride.

Nic stepped in front of the final girl, the small brunette. The terror in her eyes was convincing and it was the exact same look that her father had given me before I killed him. I got so lost in my own thoughts that I didn't notice Nic talking to me," What next boss?"

"Unchain our little friends," I ordered. Immediately, they moved over to the small one, who was still crying from the lashings.

"Get off me!" she yelled as Andy held her still as Bengy unlocked the mass of chains keeping her up. When her hand were released, her tiny body slumped forward, and had to be held against the wall to prevent her from falling to the floor. She fought, of course, they all do.

I noticed how she winced in pain whenever her ribs were touched and found myself smiling at how much damage we had caused over such an insignificant man.

She continued to struggle as she was carried to our little "entertainment" area. The camera still had it's focus on the other two girls, who were now going through the exact same process. I began to talk to the camera as they were fixed into place.

"Now, kids, as you already know, we've been refused a million dollars for the safe return of these young ladies, so our lovely little assistants are going to show you what the consequences of your government's actions are," I spun it around to face the girls. They were stood under one large pole, to which were three hanging ropes. They had been held still by Andy, Bengy and Nic. I was surprised to see that they still had any energy: they hadn't had a real meal in weeks.

"Take it away," I motioned towards the ropes, which were placed around their necks. To my amusement, they began fighting once more, obviously not a match for any of my boys.

"This is your final warning," I spoke directly to the camera," Give us the the money, or they die. How about we give you a preview of what that looks like?"

Instantly, Andy pulled the lever and the girls fell, gasping for air. From where the camera was angled, it didn't show that they actually had fallen onto pedestals beneath the ropes, and in fact that the rope wasn't even tight enough to properly kill them, just make it harder to breathe. Illusions are fun, aren't they? I waited a few seconds before turning off the camera, which meant that we could cut the rope. As it was relieved from their necks, they didn't even retaliate to our touching of them, but instead just sat up, breathing deeply.

"Get then ready. We've got to tell the police where to drop the money off. Ni, stay behind and clean up. I'll call you so you know where to meet us," I said, keeping an eye on the girls.

They better bring the bloody money now.