Page 27 of KAI Tortured

I sit on the chair opposite her and take out my cell to text Uncle Colletti and Uncle Leo. Everyone will be deployed. That was the last time I let those Slavs fuck us around. “Logan, you need to examine her.”

“Let me tell Uncle Jon to inform everyone, and then I’ll get my medical kit.”

LOGAN

Either this woman is the most cunning woman in the world and playing us like fiddles, or this is just her fucking luck.

I sit next to her and stroke her face. She’s lost weight. She’s bruised, with way too many cuts on her skin, and she’s dirty. Her hair is greasy. She smells awful, too. Her dress is torn and her shoulders are reddened from her blood. I slowly move her arm, checking where the dried blood might have come from.

As I move to examine her, I notice her chest starts rising rapidly. She’s having a panic attack.

“Hey, hey. Maisy, shhh…” I whisper. “Take a deep breath. You’re with us, sweetheart. I don’t know how, but you’re here, with us.”

She calms down when she hears my voice, and her eyelids flutter open. She smiles at me. “Am I… Am I dead?” she breathes.

I grin at her. “They can’t kill us that easy, sweetheart.”

Kai hasn’t moved from her side. He towers above her, drinking in her presence.

Her gaze lands on him. “Kai,” she whispers.

“Hey, baby girl.” He tries to sound comforting.

Her eyes gloss over. “O-Orion?”

I ignore her question. I have to make sure she’s okay. “Do you mind if I check you over?”

“I-I’m fine.” She slowly sits up, groaning in pain as she does, and her eyes find Orion. “Orion!” She smiles through her tears and wipes them from her cheeks. “You’re alive!”

“Missed me, darling?” Orion smirks.

Her smile quickly turns into a frown. Her chin wobbles and more tears spill from beneath her eyelashes. “I-I thought you died. I saw you getting shot.” She covers her face with her hands and weeps.

“Hey, we’re here.” I put my arm around her shoulders, allowing her head to nestle in the crook of my neck.

Kai sits next to her. “Maisy, how did you know we’d be here?”

“I-I didn’t. I just saw the tower and knew it was Vitali Tower, from… from the last time, when I ended up downstairs, in your studio. I knew I could find help here.”

“Let me quickly check your arm,” I cut in, and take a closer look. It appears that the dry blood is from her implant having been cut out.

She pulls her arm from my grip. “Ouch!”

“When did this happen?” I ask.

“Six or seven weeks ago. At the doctor’s. They just cut it out. It still hurts like hell.”

“Seven weeks ago?! It must be infected. There may be something still inside. Let me see.” I notice a small protrusion. “The implant must’ve broken as they were taking it out.” I check my bag for tweezers.

“Um… have they hurt you?” Kai asks, like he’s bracing himself for whatever she’ll say.

I am too. Anyone who laid a finger on her will end up dead. That’s my promise.

“Nuh-uh. They were waiting for me to get my period before they could all, um, breed… rape me.” Her voice wobbles as she finishes.

“But they haven’t, right? You haven’t got your period yet?” he asks hesitantly.

“No. They were taking me to the doctor because of it. That’s when I got away.”

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