And as much as he wanted to, he couldn’t stop his traitorous brain from thinking about the tall, muscular blond with the soul-searching blue eyes.
This was what he got for letting his dick do the talking.
Damn it.
“Are you okay? You were making choking sounds in your sleep,” Boston whispered.
“Sorry,” Fisher croaked and rolled to his side, offering his back to the boy.
His soul burned.
His thoughts were spiraling out of control and all he knew at this very moment were two things.
He would, eventually and without a doubt, go insane.
And he was never going to forgive Justice.
San Bernardino Warehouse
It was dark outside, but beneath the flickering lights inside the stuffy building everything was visible.
And Justice struggled to comprehend what he saw.
“What the fuck?”
His voice echoed, breaking the eerie silence that hovered over the putrid-smelling enclosure.
Three six-by-eight cages sat in a vacant area. A few feet separated the cages from each other. Inside were blankets, a bucket, and nothing else. Unable to stop himself, he walked to the first cage, stepped inside, and pulled the door almost all the way shut.
The impact of the moment hit him hard.
His breath caught and he grabbed the bar to keep himself upright. Gasping for air only caused him to grow more lightheaded and he hung on to keep himself upright.
Axel came trotting over and pawed at the cage door, sending the bars rattling. Pacing back and forth restlessly, the dog whined.
Several minutes passed.
These enclosures were sickening. To keep young boys locked up for fuck knew how long had been diabolical.
And he had done the same thing to Fisher.
He had taken the man’s freedom.
Granted, it had been brief because Rogue had rescued Fisher.
But that didn’t mean shit.
He had locked Fisher inside a fucking cage.
And he would answer for his crimes.
His recklessness had brought up Fisher’s past. His actions had taken Fisher to a place he should have never have had to be.
Solomon had been a demonic madman.
It didn’t take a degree in rocket science for Justice to understand that for years, that monster had tortured Fisher. Plus, other young boys by locking them up and turning them into killers.
If Justice could have resurrected that motherfucker and ripped out his throat, he would have.