Page 91 of Agony

“I need answers about Tanis and Crow, and you’re going to give them to me,” he said.

“Fuck you, pig. I ain’t giving you shit.”

“See, that’s where you’re wrong. We aren’t the cops.”

Justice placed the barrel of his silencer beneath the guy’s chin and pulled the trigger.

Blood sprayed the man sitting nearby, who started screaming. Still squatting, Justice aimed his gun at the guy.

“I don’t have much time,” Justice snarled, pressing the gun beneath the trembling man’s chin.

“Justice,” Steel murmured. He’d never seen the cold rage in his friend’s cool blue eyes. Nor the murderous controlled focus. Something was eating at Justice and Steel figured it was because of Fisher. “We need him alive.”

“I’ll leave him alive, barely.”

The perp shuddered and darted Steel a pleading look.

“What is this place?” Steel asked the guy.

“It’s…it’s where they bring people to…”

“Kill?” Justice pressed the gun harder and the man’s neck strained.

“Practice.”

“What kind of people do you practice on?” Steel said.

“Blue…b…brings them.”

“Does Blue run this place?” Justice eased the gun a bit.

“Yes.”

“What about Tanis?” Justice asked.

“Tanis? No. This is Blue’s place.”

“What is the deal between Tanis and Blue?” Steel asked this time.

“They work together,” the guy said.

“What about Crow?” Justice asked.

Just the mention of Crow’s name had the guy shaking.

“I…I don’t know.”

Justice pressed his gun again, but the guy shook his head emphatically with eyes wide with fear.

“Axel, come,” Justice called his dog.

When the Belgian Malinois barreled into the room, the man gasped and tried to scoot as far away as possible.

“He eats perps for dinner, so fucking start talking,” Justice said.

“I swear, I don’t know. But I can tell you that Blue works for Tanis.”

“Blue is dead,” Justice said flatly.

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