Page 101 of Agony

Justice’s big hands fisted as the man absorbed just how many years he’d been subjected to Tanis.

“He sold the boys who grew too old for him.”

“Tanis is the ring leader,” Justice said flatly.

“Yes, and all these years, I thought he was dead.”

“Why did you think that?”

“Because Rogue told me he was.”

After leaving Echo and Rogue, the memory of how he’d found out that Tanis was dead had come back. He had flashes of Rogue holding him while he cried with relief that the monster was no longer breathing.

His mind had safeguarded him by slipping away the memories of Tanis until he could accept them without going insane.

His sudden need for vengeance thrummed through him, but he swallowed it down.

“I was with Solomon until the age of eighteen when I escaped. I tried to take Rogue and Echo with me, but Rogue was too brainwashed by Solomon and I couldn’t get Echo’s cage open.”

Justice reached over and took his hand and linked their fingers. Fisher took a breath and continued, getting it all said and done.

“I reported the warehouse to the cops, but by the time they got there, it was cleaned out. I kicked around for a while trying to find Echo and Rogue, but I was almost recaptured by Solomon. That’s when I joined the Navy. I figured the military would keep the fucker away.”

“How did you meet Owen and Creed?”

Fisher smiled slightly, both men were Army Special Forces. “On a joint Taskforce. They gave me shit for being Navy.”

“I bet,” Justice murmured.

There was a long moment of silence and then Justice squinted at him.

“What?”

“You came back,” Justice frowned.

“Yeah. I was older. I missed Echo and Rogue; they were my brothers even though we don’t share blood. I knew Tanis was dead and it appeared that Solomon had gone legit.” He took a sip of his cooling coffee. “Of course, when I found out it was a lie, I began searching for any lost boys.”

“I detained you the night we killed Solomon.”

“Yeah, that was a hell of a road trip up the coast to San Luis Obispo.”

Justice gave a silent and apologetic grimace.

“Sorry about that.”

“I liked that way more than the cage,” he joked.

Justice lifted their link fingers to his mouth and kissed his knuckles. “That time I wasn’t needed, this time, I was ordered to help.”

“But you failed to kill Blue.”

“That time. He’s dead now.”

“Seriously?” Fisher shot Justice a questioning look.

“Steel and I killed him two days back. Dave got the call, but I supposed word hasn’t traveled yet.”

“Speak of the devil.” Fisher glanced at his cell that was resting on the glass table.

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