Pleading the Fifth

Omertà: the code of silence. If it was good enough for the mafia, it was good enough for Flickblade Jack’s gang of cutthroats. “Not a word!” he warned. “Always plead the fifth!”

When young Pedro was kidnapped, he remembered those words. He would say nothing.

Sadly, this wasn’t good cop, bad cop, day. The rival gang poured hot tea down his trousers, but Pedro bit his tongue and said nothing.

Then they took out a knife and pruned a few of Pedro’s fingernails. He remained silent until they got to his little pinkie. Then he told them everything he knew.

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