Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 72931 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72931 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Mine.
I walk over to a hacksaw hanging on a peg before turning a wicked look his way. “Hammer, huh. You look more like a hacksaw.”
His eyes widen. “Dude. What the fuck?”
“I should be saying the same goddamn thing. You came up on my property. Big balls to do that.”
“W-What do you want? Information?” He eyes the tool warily. “I ain’t loyal to Magna.”
“Apparently loyal enough to come here,” I growl. “Why does he want Hadley?”
He shakes his head. “I don’t know. Because he wants her pussy?”
“Wrong.”
“I said I don’t fucking know!”
I take a step toward him and he shudders. Dragon laughs.
“Is she valuable to him?” I demand.
“I don’t know, man. Come on. Let’s talk about this.”
“I’m trying, but you don’t have the answers I want.”
He starts struggling when I kneel in front of him. His wrist is bound to the chair. I line the jagged metal strip of the saw just past the rope where his wrist meets his hand. His screams are otherworldly as I begin hacking through the flesh and bone. It doesn’t take long before his hand falls to the dirt.
“Dragon,” I growl. “Fire.”
Dragon pounces on the hand. He slaps Hammer in the face with it a few times, laughing wildly. Payne walks up with duct tape and starts staunching the bloody stump with the tape. Hammer continues to scream. Dragon has a little too much fun face fucking Hammer with his own fingers before he unceremoniously tosses the hand into the fire.
“Tell me why Putnam wants the girl,” I say calmly to Hammer.
He chokes on his sobs but nods quickly. “He…He loves her like a niece.”
His words startle me. “What? He was gonna fuck her eventually.”
“Can you blame him?” Hammer chokes out. “She’s fucking hot.”
Gritting my teeth, I drop to my knee. He starts screaming again when I begin sawing through his leg, just below the knee. The man thrashes to no avail. It takes a bit of effort, but I eventually relieve him of his leg. Dragon happily scoops it up and tosses it in the fire. Payne is back with more rope to serve as a tourniquet. This isn’t our first rodeo.
“What should I cut off next?” I taunt. “Your dick?”
Hammer, the big badass biker, passes out.
Hadley
I’m going to puke.
This is sick.
And here I thought Magna was a psycho. Koyn tops the psycho list right now with his buddies trailing in at a close second. Bermuda hugs me tighter like he might be able to calm my erratic heart.
It’ll never calm.
Not after witnessing such horrors.
One of the guys is doing something from the shadows. I see a flick of a flame. I’m unable to look as I’m focused solely on Hammer. Filter steps out with a syringe. His features are dark and fierce as he approaches Hammer.
“What’s that?” I hiss to Bermuda.
“Crystal meth. Wake his ass up. Prez isn’t done with him.”
I cringe as Filter shoves up the sleeve of Hammer’s good arm. He presses the needle into his skin and then pushes the contents into him. Like a man being electrocuted, Hammer jolts and his eyes open.
“What. The. Fuck?!” he roars, once again thrashing.
“We were at the part where you were telling me why Putnam wants Hadley,” Koyn says in a cold voice. “And then you were going to tell me where the hell he is.”
“Fuck you,” Hammer spits. “Fuck all of you.”
Koyn shrugs and starts sawing on Hammer’s shoulder of the arm he just took the hand from. The man screams but doesn’t pass out. Even when Koyn rips the appendage off with a grunt. This time, Koyn throws the body part into the fire.
“Will he keep trying to get her from me?” Koyn asks.
Hammer just glares at him.
“Stubborn ass. I’ll kill you right now if you just give me that.” Koyn’s negotiations must work because Hammer nods emphatically.
“Y-Yes. He wants her. Needs her. Now fucking put a bullet in my head already.”
Koyn grins at him—wicked and evil. “That’s just too easy, fuckface. I don’t do anything easy.” He nods at Dragon and they both pick the chair up. Together, they heave Hammer into the giant fireplace.
Screams.
So loud.
He falls back in the fire, still bound to the chair. The screams are pained and horrified. They echo inside my head. All I can do is stare, tears leaking from my eyes. I hated Hammer, but this is too much.
The building goes deathly quiet.
Then, the men start filing out. Bermuda leaves my side and cold wraps its deadly claws around my heart. I’m alone. With Koyn. It fucking terrifies me.
“Please don’t kill me,” I whimper when he starts for me the moment the last guy leaves.
Rather than stopping or looking offended, he stalks right up to me and hauls me to my feet. My entire body trembles. I black out—most likely from fear. When I rouse, I’m held in his tight embrace.