I just hate that I was the one who did it. I still think that he deserved even more than what I did, but I don't feel the same about it as I did befor... it happened. It appears that I am just not cut out to be a torturer. I hope I get over this feeling, but whether I do or not, I'm not going to stop fighting the Carnoli family!Well, if nothing else, the Carnoli family's operating expenses have gone through the roof! They are now laying on a lot of extra guards in an effort to keep me out of. One drove the van whilst the other prepared a syringe with some liquid. When he tried to put it into Suzanne arm the van lurched and Suzanne/Harry kicked the syringe into the roof of the van. The needle penetrated the steel roof of the van. Suzanne mentioned “I’m so horny, got something hard to satisfy me mate?”He quickly opened his pants and pulled Suzanne’s thong off and started to satisfy Suzanne.Helena said loudly “Leave some for me?” The driver saw his mate screwing one of the girls and. Taking a deep breath he carefully placed his boots on the floor and then grabbed a small pouch. After opening the pouch he moved into the room and prepared himself. As quietly as possible he lightly ran his fingers over the tender flesh and then leaned over to get a closer look. Suddenly he heard a high pitched creaking sound from behind him. Stepping back he turned toward the source of the sound and saw movement outside through the window. Taking several steps as he looked harder he noticed. Besides, Mira has probably already been devoured.”“Don’t say that!” Oath shouted.“Noah!” Beth added her voice to the outrage.“You just need to accept it. She’s gone, there is nothing you can do to help her. Nothing can be done to change what happened. I’ll say it as harshly as I need to if it gets the message through your thick skull.”“What would you have done if it was Tin who died in there instead of Mira?”“I would have left her. I’ve seen plenty of people die. This isn’t my first time.