Chapter 66 Chapter 66 Wine

Perry closed the bathroom door and spread his belongings out on the sink counter. A bottle of Jack Daniel's.Knife holder with knife and chicken scissors: inspection completed. Lighter: Inspection completed.Towels: checked. Fatigue seized his body like a giant's hand, making it impossible for him to escape.He turned on the bathtub faucet, pressed the drain plug, and let the cold water fill the bathtub. He took off his clothes except for a pair of socks.He took the longest towel he could find, twisted it into a long rope, and poured some Jack on it.The wine seeped into the cotton, soaked the ends of the towels, and the strong smell of whiskey filled the bathroom.He flicked the long towel over his back, and it was wet and cold, sending a chill down his spine where the Jack had soaked it.He threaded the towel over his left shoulder and under his right armpit and tied the ends together, making him look like a bandit with a bullet sash.

Yes, sir. "Titan" Darcy is a bad guy. He also dipped the ends of another small towel in Jack and placed it on the toilet.When the preparations were complete, he took several gulps of Jack Daniel's and drank three-quarters of the bottle in one go.Enough to get started. Perry sat on the bathtub, the cold porcelain made his body tremble again.He held a lighter and a knife in his left hand and a wine-soaked towel in his right. Time is up. Burn, burn, yes, you're going to burn. Perry lit the lighter, watching the little orange flame dance. Yes, you are going to burn.