Page 36 of The Book of Wrath

“I don’t have any skeleton’s. You have nothing on me besides what that bitch has to say. But, once I’m out of here and my family kills you all. I will personally fuck that bitch in every hole then slit her throat and bathe in her fucking blood. I’ll make sure you stay alive long enough so I can make you watch me,” Ryan says laughing at Max. Tony went to put the gag back in his mouth, but he wasn’t fast enough.

A blood curdling scream tore out of Ryan’s mouth as Max slammed the knife into his knee right above the knee cap. Blood sputtered out onto Max, covering his hand and shirt. I’ve seen Max at his breaking point before, but this was something completely different. This was a feral type of rage. Megan was a hair trigger topic for him right now and Ryan went and fucked up.

Max turns to look at the other two men. They started screaming as Max ripped the knife from Ryan’s knee and lunged for Jeff. None of us were fast enough. Max had the knife lodged into Jeff’s throat, he ripped the blade across the front of his neck letting the blood spray not only on him, but on Roy as well.

“Liars, the whole fucking lot of you. You either bought Christina and Avery or you kidnapped them. Seeing as you’re a squatting drug addict, I doubt you purchased them, so that leaves one other option. You kidnapped them, and tortured them,” Max left the knife in Jeff’s throat as he turns and faces Roy. “You did this you know.”

“He kidnapped them from the store! He knocked them both out and put them in his car and brought them home. The one girl, after some breaking, became completely obedient,” Roy started spilling his guts to us, just like that. Anything to save his own life now that he knows Max isn’t playing games.

“What about the one who didn’t become obedient?” Pete asked, moving into view.

“She had to be dealt with. She couldn’t be sold if she wasn’t obedient. Michael wouldn’t let bad products go up for auction,” Roy confessed. Everything in this building was recorded. The entire confession was on record.

“Michael who?” Max said, he was going for a full fucking confession. The look on Roy’s face was one of someone who knew they would be meeting the ripper soon. Max was going to give him a one-way ticket straight to hell.

“Michael Paxley,” Roy confesses. Ryan glares at Roy, trying to kick out of the chair. With each movement he makes, more blood leaks out of him.

“You’re going to fucking regret that Roy!” Ryan roars out at him. A clear threat, but one that he won’t be able to follow up on. Max said two were going to be gone by morning. Jeff is already down.

Tony and Andy wrapped a blanket around Jeff’s lifeless corpse, using duct tape to keep it together. You can tell we’ve done this a few times.

Pete stepped up next to me, “Do we stop him?” He whispers. I shake my head, stopping Max now would just set his anger on something or someone else. I have an idea about his plan for Ryan.

“Leave him to it. Max does the hard stuff, so we don’t have to. This isn’t your first time here,” Marley looks over at me. “Megan’s the new girlfriend isn’t she?” I just nod. Realization clicks into Pete’s brain finally and he shuts up.

“Marley, Tony, you two know what to do with him,” Max orders the disposal of Jeff. Chains and weights. Enough to where he will sink to the bottom of the river if they drop him off the dock. If they take him out on the boat and drop him further out, he’s shark bait. There’s been an unusual amount of shark sightings along the Jersey shoreline.

“Pete, Andy, you two make sure they have an unobstructed path out the sea. I don’t want these fuckers floating near here,” he says before turning to Roy once more.

“Is Paxley the highest man in this twisted plan? How many children and women have you broken to be sold off?” Max continues his questioning like he didn’t just order this mans son to be disposed of.

“Please, don’t drop him in the water. Bury him with his mother!” Roy sobs, but Max wants no part of it. He shakes his head, “I’ll give you names! Just please, let him be with his mother. He wanted to be cremated and put with her. I will give you anything you want, and you can do with me what you want, just please don’t set him out to sea.”

“The problem I have with granting your request is that you said he grabbed the girls off the street. That makes him no better than you,” Max replies, ignoring the request. “Give me what I want, and I’ll make sure you join him.”

He sighs, “The Paxley family are the top tier family her in Delaware. There are other families around the country that have control of their states. Texas and California have several top tier families that host charities to auction off the women and children. I don’t have a count of how many I’ve had in my home. I also don’t have a count of how many are even still alive.”

My hands began to shake. He knows so much because he is the fucking seller, the fucking groomer! “Max,” I growl out, stepping forward. “He’s mine.”

Chapter 29

Roark

Max takes a moment to look me up and down, then nods. He moves away from the bodies and lets me stand between them as I get a good look at them both. I knew Ryan was off limits. Roy though, no, he was going to suffer for tormenting those women, those children. Fuck this piece of shit.

“What.. What are you going to do to me?” Roy stammers, thrashing back into his seat.

“Whatever the fuck I want,” Max wheels over a cart with a few of my favorite surgical tools. “I always wanted to be a doctor. However, my dad believed that I was better suited to wear the uniform of the police force. Thankfully for me, I can use my skills with these guys.” Ryan watches me with the focus only a dead man could have.

“Want your gloves or are we saying fuck it?” Max asks, placing the gloves on the tray next to a face mask. I shrug, gliding my hands over some of the more unorthodox “tools” in my arsenal. A melon baller, a thumb press disher, a corkscrew, and a nail gun. My scalpels are all polished and clean.

“Oh, hell no. I’m not watching this. I have a weak ass stomach,” Marley complains and heads for the door. “Just let me know when it’s time for clean-up.”

I ignore the guys as they wrap up Jeff’s corpse in a fresh tarp and begin chaining him up for disposal. I grab a pair of needle nose pliers and click them twice. Roy tries to thrash back in the chair away from me. He clearly failed.

I grip his jaw and push hard against the bone. He tries to fight me, but I’m stronger than him. “I can break it if you rather that.” I say. Roy stops fighting hard against me. I manage to finally get his jaw pried open and I laugh.

Roy closes his eyes, a sign that he’s accepting his fate. Time to start taking away dental records. I thought it would be harder, but with the amount of drugs this man was doing, his teeth just crumbled out once I gripped them with the pliers. Kind of pisses me off since I wanted this to be painful, but this dude has messed up his life more than I could ever do.

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