We hang the petty thieves and appoint the great ones to rule over us.
But right now, Zane wanted to know what was done to the thieves of a shop.
As soon as the thief came to his senses, Zane asked him what took place inside the shop with him.
At that, the thief hugged himself and shivered.
But he made sure to answer Zane.
"They… He.. that man first removed my clothes and then…"
Everyone gulped.
"Then?"
"Then he inserted something inside me!"
" … "
"I am going." Hena was the first one to turn around.
"Me too." Draxus went with her.
They both walked out of the alley.
"Wait." Zane called for them.
Hena looked over her shoulder.
"I have no intention to hear about a raped man."
"Neither do I." Draxus chimed.
"He wasn't raped." Zane shouted. "Probably."
Hena stopped.
"Why?" She asked.
"Well, Paulo had blood on his apron and this man doesn't seem injured from anywhere apart from his leg. Something else had happened to him. Rape wouldn't cause blood, unless extreme ones."
