"What?" Both Tommy and the guy in the backseat frowned at Rafaelo's wish, their faces pale with shock.
"You all hate him anyway. Let's finish him," Rafaelo said, taking out a beer can and drinking it, his eyes gleaming with a sinister light.
"Are you out of your mind?" Tommy shrieked at him, snatching away the can. "We can't do that!"
Rafaelo looked at Xander and continued, "If he gets out alive, Rivana would be proven innocent. But if we kill him, I can torture her using it." He murmured, "That stubborn kitten will whimper and squirm every time she recalls it."
"Damn it," Rafaelo chuckled like a maniac, recalling Rivana bending to his orders. With a snicker, he added, "She's gonna obey all my orders like a puppet."
"That's a bad idea..." Tommy murmured, shaking his head, his voice filled with dread.
"Fine," Rafaelo nodded. "Get out of here. But your dad will see your videos of sniffing drugs like a loser." Turning behind, he looked at Nathan and added, "Yours too, Nat."
