The Crockworthy Sisters Box Set - Parts 1-3 by Marcus Brown

Author:Marcus Brown [Brown, Marcus]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Junction Publishing
Published: 2017-11-17T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Jeremiah kicked the stool from underneath Tony.

His feet kicked out. The pressure of dangling in mid-air too much for his weary old body.

“Walk over hot coals, wasn’t it?”

Tony replied, sounding breathless. “It’s just a phrase, you lunatic.”

“Jeremiah, no,” Talia protested. “Let him down, please.”

“Oh, I fully intend to let him down, but first, I have to deal with you and your sister’s infernal interruptions.”

Tamara opened her mouth to protest as Jeremiah clicked his fingers.

Suddenly, the sister’s mouths closed shut as their lips glued together.

Jeremiah observed a look of confusion as it settled over Tony’s wrinkled face. He didn’t have a clue what was happening, or indeed, what was coming.

He could see the shock and surprise register in the sisters’ eyes, but such a prideful display of magic was unforgivable and he would flagellate himself and beg the Lord’s forgiveness when he was alone later on.

He turned back to Tony. “Now we’ve got that out of the way, let’s get on with the business at hand.”

He walked over to the door and pressed a small red button and flames slowly rose from the grate under Tony’s bare feet.

“Oh, God, no,” Tony shouted as the flames flickered to life and began to grow.

He was an old man and Jeremiah could see it took all his strength to raise his legs away from the heat of the flames.

“Feeling a little warmer?” Jeremiah asked. He chuckled and turned to face the sisters. The look on their faces was priceless. He could see they wanted to scream, but their lips were still locked together.

“Please,” Tony begged, obviously trying to keep his feet away from the flames, “I’m a very rich man and I’ll give you anything you want. Just get me to your computer and you’ll have more money than you can ever spend.”

“You are sinful and must be purified,” Jeremiah responded.

He walked back toward the door and hit the green button, next to the red one.

Slowly, the chains that bound Tony began to lower him closer to the flames.

Tony screamed in agony as his bare feet touched the metal grate.

Jeremiah chuckled and pressed the green button again. The grinding noise from the mechanism came to a screeching halt.

Tony tried to lift his feet, but the skin had melded to the metal.

His tortured screams bounced off the stone walls.

“I didn’t have coal so had to improvise. How did I do?” Jeremiah taunted.

Tony continued to scream as the flames spread up his trousers, setting the lower portion of his body alight.

His guttural screams carried no words, just cries of sheer agony.

Jeremiah looked at the sisters. They’d closed their eyes, he assumed not wishing to see the rest of it play out.

“Not enjoying the show, ladies?” he said to the sisters.

He pressed the red button and the flames vanished, but the old man’s trousers still burned.

Picking up the extinguisher, he aimed the nozzle at Tony’s lower half and sprayed. The white foam covered his legs, extinguishing the flames.

Tony was unconscious, the burns to his feet and legs horrific.

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