Page 143 of Vicious Knight

“Okay. We also have to figure out who sent the message, because they know what we’re up to, which means we’re being watched.”

“I know.” The hard truth that I had eyes on me hit the moment Ivy told me she saw the man in the bathroom.

We continue down the path to Kai’s club. Everything is like it was weeks ago when I brought Caspian here.

Kai’s men search us and when they're done, Kai smiles.

“You owe me, Ivanov. I have a little treat for you. My little bird found a spider in the garden.”

“You found a spy.”

“I certainly did.” He nods. “Follow me.”

I glance at Lucian, feeling hopeful.

Kai leads us through the doors. Instead of heading to the room he took us to last time, we descend a set of stairs into a dungeon.

There’s a man tied to a lone chair in the middle of the room. The man is beaten so badly blood has turned his shirt red.

His face is a battered mess and there are bald spots on his head where his hair has been ripped out.

“This is a spy for The Hand.” Kai points to the man. “The cameras picked him up in here the other day when you came by. My allies also found footage of him at other places you’d visited. We realized the culprit who told The Hand you were looking for one of their assassins had to be him.”

Kai, Lucian and I walk around to face the man. He lifts his head to stare at us. When his eyes lock on mine, he smiles, revealing missing teeth.

Yes, this is definitely the motherfucker who ratted me out.

“What the fuck are you smiling at?” I get up in his face.

“You being here. You don’t even realize that you’ve already lost.”

I throw a fist in his face and he howls with pain. “Don’t stop there. Why don’t you tell me just how I’ve lost.”

“We’ll kill you and turn your little girlfriend into a whore. We’ll pass her around so the men can take turns fucking her.”

I knock the rest of his front teeth down his throat. The man spits blood and shouts from the pain. I ball my fist to punch him again but Lucian grabs my arm. Had he not done so, the man would be dead.

“We need him alive, Thorne.” Lucian tightens his grip on my arm.

“You won’t get shit from me.” The man laughs.

I try to calm the fuck down so I can ask him my questions. “Who is the man with the scar? And where is he?”

“Fuck you.”

“Wrong answer.” Another punch lands in his face, but it’s nowhere as hard as it could have been.

“Perhaps this will give him some encouragement.” Kai taps my shoulder and presents me with my gun. I had to hand it over when we were searched. I take it and nod my thanks. “You may also want this. This is our guest’s father.” He shows me a picture of an elderly man in a wheelchair.

On seeing the picture the man’s eyes bulge like they might leap out of his head. “No. Please. Not my father.”

“Not so cocky now, are you?” I give him a maddening smile. “Ready to tell me what I want to know?”

“They’ll kill me.”

“I’ll kill you and your father. How about that?”

“Okay, okay. But please don’t hurt my father.”

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