42 Lions den (2/2)

Sam looked at him with wide eyes. ”So what sells?”

Lapuente conspiratorially lowered his voice. ”Well, until then that's just normal hardcore porn, but then ...” Lapuente hurried through his office again.

Sam felt as if his feet were not touching the ground at all. He stopped in front of the large window behind his desk and waved Sam impatiently.

Sam stepped to his side and looked into the yard. Two of the heavy prison dogs, probably Mastinos, Sam could not make out in the dark, sneaked across the yard.

Lapuente winked conspiratorially at Sam. She saw the madness in his eyes. Again his shrill giggles. ”... and then, let's go to the dogs.”

Sam looked at him in disgust. ”The dogs?” God, did he speak of sodomy here?

Lapuente rolled his eyes in annoyance. ”Not what you think, but snuff movies make me a millionaire.”

Sam looked at him blankly. What the hell were snuff movies?

Lapuente grabbed his oily hair. It stood like thick antennae wildly from his head. He no longer looked like the slick prison director. Here he showed his true face. The man was completely crazy. She barely ventured to breathe in his haze. Sam was afraid of getting infected by inhaling his heated madness.

”God, you're stupid, movies where the women are actually killed, the dog thing I dreamed of someday, I'm going to get the movie out of my hands.” Ecstatically he looked down at the dogs, which were to be used so soon.

Sam's thoughts skipped. He did not tell her that and then let her out the door. It should also be food for the dogs. Sam peered at Lapuentes desk. Glossy, the letter opener lay on the polished wood. Sam's eyes flickered to Li. She still rocked back and forth on the floor.