Page 19 of Alexander's Heart

“Where. Will. I. Find. Him?” My words booming with each enunciated word.

“I-I don’t f-fucking k-know, he hasn’t b-been around l-lately, h-he said he was g-going to get Bets and I waited, but he never b-brought her b-back to m-me. He p-promised me that s-she was mine, b-but all a-along he w-wanted Bets n-now he w-wants to take w-what’s mine, he w-wants Bets for himself, b-but I got her first. She. Is. Mine.” He manages to spit out with conviction.

I slice deeply from his sternum to his naval, exposing his insides and Trickle’s strangled screams make my blood tingle, it’s been a long time since I’ve personally tortured information out of someone, and I’m enjoying every fucking minute of it. Doc steps up and rapidly packs his gaping torso.

“You know what you have to do, Trickle, the pain will stop if you tell me the whole story, you see my brother here,” I point to Doc, “this is Doc. And he’ll keep patching you up just so I can repeat this over and over again, we will keep you alive until you give us what we need.”

“No, no, p-please, n-no more.”

I roar in his face, “Did you fucking stop when Lily and Caroline screamed, NO. Stop? No, you kept on going, pathetically inflicting mental abuse on Lily and mentally abusing and raping Caroline for what, years?”

“T-They’re j-just b-bitches to b-birth a p-pure b-bloodline.”

I slice deeply across his forehead this time, and as he tries to pull away from my blade, the silly fucker only makes the wound that much worse, scarlet streams trickling into his eyes.

“They. Are. Not. Bitches.” I roar.

Trickle is thrashing and I’m guessing to try to get his hands up to wipe away the blood, losing your visual on someone is never a good feeling.

“You’re a worthless piece of shit! Women deserve to be treated with the utmost respect, to be worshipped, not be treated as just a body for you to do whatever your twisted fucking mind likes to do to them.” I thunder in his face.

Trickle has bloody tears streaming down his beaten, cut up face, and I smile cause that shits gotta hurt.

“I want a location on Robert, and now.” My voice deathly calm, sounding as cold and deadly as this dark sterile room feels.

“T-the only p-place w-would be m-my g-grandma’s f-family home, her side c-came f-from money.” He struggles out and it looks like we’re losing him to the pain.

He takes in a few deep ragged breaths as Doc injects the prick with morphine allowing him to continue with the pain dulled.

“He w-was left the p-property when G-Grandma died and I g-got our Grandpappy’s l-later on when h-he died. T-Technically I own both b-because h-he was declared d-dead after the d-drowning incident, but that’s been a s-secret kept from e-everyone. W-We couldn’t h-handle the abuse and c-concocted t-the p-plan when I was s-sixteen and he was eighteen. Rob copped it the m-most, b-but when t-they thought he d-died our elders s-stopped hurting m-me, b-because I w-was the o-only one left to c-carry our b-bloodline.” He pants out.

Ahhh now we’re getting somewhere, I stare into his bloody eyes and revel in watching the color drain from his face as the trauma I inflicted takes him into unconsciousness.

I step away to allow Doc to tend to the asshole, we still need the whole story, and I’m not done yet.

“He needs a break, Chief, or his hearts going to give out.”

I growl from the pit of my gut, and Doc turns to face me.

“If I don’t sew is chest, he’ll be dead in the next half hour. He’s lost a lot of blood, we need the full picture before he dies, Chief.”

“Fine, do what you need to do.” I acquiescence.

Doc has a dark look shadow his face before he says, “Besides, he’ll know your statement about fixing him up over and over again to be true.”

I let out a deep chuckle, “True, I’ll leave you to fix the prick just enough to keep him alive, I need to grab a shower and check on my girls.”

“He’s not going anywhere,” Doc grins salaciously.

I step over to Cuddy, Reid, and Jackson, the guys need rest they’ve been awake too long with no break.

“You guys need to get food and sleep; I’ll send down a couple of men from Delta team. Go home, refresh then gather supplies. Jackson make sure all weapons are ready to go.

Cuddy have five new Beasts organized; I don’t care about cost.

Reid find out all you can about the history of the family and use everything at our disposal.”

“Got it, Chief, when Delta comes to relieve us, we’ll head upstairs and pick Blake up and take him home with us, he’ll know someone who is able to rush produce the SDV’s.” Cuddy states.

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