by Chad Miller
The sound made me nauseous. His leather pouch was displayed in the middle of the table like a prize. My whole body shook. I was going to vomit.
He smiled, displaying his yellow, tobacco-stained teeth. “Are you ready to talk?”
It took courage. I know what my action would mean. I shook my head.
“This only provides more fun for me.” He chuckled.
He dumped the contents of the pouch on the table. Three decaying fingers rolled out.
I gazed at my stumps. Only two fingers left. He flashed the pliers.
Chad Miller is a pharmacist and lives in lifeless Delaware with his girlfriend, Natasha, and her daughter Sasha, and his three children. His novel, The Prisoner of Fear, will be out 10/2022.
Check out other stories on his website, chadmiller-author.com.