Page 173 of Outlaws of Tulsa

I have one of the craziest, meanest bikers with me too, but he’s mentally shattered right now. I can’t rely on his help. I have to do this alone.

Absently, I rub at my stomach. I’m not showing, which is a good thing. I don’t want these freaks to have something to fixate on.

The locks on the door begin unengaging. I swivel around, ready to face off with the goons. When the man who must be Night Giant enters, I cringe. He’s huge. Much taller than the men from before. Probably seven feet tall. He has to duck into the room just to enter. Like the goons, he wears all black and a black balaclava. Piercing nearly black eyes bore into me. I suck in a sharp breath, stumbling back until my ass hits the counter.I’m of no interest to him, though, because he lets out a piercing whistle, his attention on Dragon.

“Caught, heel.” His deep, baritone voice makes my skin crawl.

Dragon whines, like a scared puppy, but crawls to this man’s feet, his head bowed and trembling.

“Good boy,” Night Giant rumbles. “Seems you didn’t forget your training.” He bends and runs his fingers through Dragon’s hair. “Let’s go, boy.”

“Where are you taking him?” I blurt out, my voice shaking.

Slowly, Night Giant turns his head to stare at me. “What, girl? You want to watch the boy in action?” He sneers at me. “Come then.”

My feet are frozen to the ground, but I’m not about to pass up the opportunity to case the rest of this hotel and possibly escape. If I can figure a way out, I can lead the authorities back to get the captives, including the twins.

“If you try to run,” Night Giant mumbles as he opens the door, “I’ll send my dog after you. And you do not want that.”

Ice chills me to the bone. Does he mean a real dog? Fuck.

“Right, boy? She doesn’t want you chasing after her,” Night Giant continues. “Your bite is worse than your bark.”

Dragon doesn’t look my way or up at this beast of a man. He’s gone deathly still. It unnerves me and makes the hairs on my arms stand on end.

“I won’t run,” I choke out.

“Good. Let’s get on with it then.”

Dragon continues to crawl out of the room like he’s an animal. I trail after him, casting one last glance at my siblings. They’re hugging and won’t look up, but I catch Erin’s glare. Night Giant closes the door and locks it before giving my back a hard shove forward. I stumble but manage to keep from falling. We’re in the same hallway as before. I can hear crying from a room as we pass. Another room, I hear smacking. Rather thantaking us back toward the lobby, Night Giant orders us to take a left and then a right. Our progress is slow because Dragon is fucking crawling. Eventually, we make it to a set of double doors. The old sign says, “meeting room.”

“Caught is a star,” Night Giant tells me. “One day, maybe you’ll be a star too. You have the body for it.”

A face appears in the glass window, covered in a balaclava, and then unlocks the door. The man opens it, ushering us inside. In the center of the giant room is a cage, maybe thirty feet in diameter, with a stained mattress in the middle. All around, camera tripods and lights have been set up. There are several chairs littered behind the cameras as well as a few dog cages.

“Caught used to be smaller and younger. He appealed to a certain crowd,” Night Giant says to me. “Not sure how popular he’ll be now that he’s inked and bulked up. Only time will tell.”

I want to scream at him that the crowd he appealed to before were sick pedos because he was just a damn kid, but I’m not about to piss this guy off. I’m looking for a way to escape.

“Hog,” Night Giant barks out, his deep voice booming through the room. “Wolf said you wanted to play with one of our newbies.”

Hog emerges from the shadows, nodding. “I’ll break her in good and well.”

“Open the cage and get in,” Night Giant orders. “I’ll send in your newbie.”

I try not to shudder at the idea of being locked in a cage with the creep named Hog. His body is big, though not nearly as big as Night Giant, and I know I won’t fare well. My heart skips over itself as I quickly skim the room looking for an exit.

“Caught,” Night Giant says. “Get him, boy.”

Dragon makes a snarling noise as he rises to his feet. He walks into the cage and Night Giant closes the door behind him, pushing a lock through the latch. Night Giant whistles for oneof his goons and motions for one of the dog cages. I scream and fight as I’m dragged over to it and shoved inside. I’m still able to see what happens in the big cage, but escaping is no longer an option.

“What the hell?” Hog demands. “I meant the hot bitch, not this fucker. I thought he was your favorite. The one we’ve been hunting for forever.”

Dragon circles him, his bright green eyes locked on Hog. I’ve known Dragon long enough to recognize the look on him. Brutality. Death. He wants to kill this man.

“You’re to assist but never touch the stars,” Night Giant tells Hog. “You’re a lesson to the others.”

“Fuck you, man,” Hog sneers. “You can’t do this. I’ll kill your toy. What then?”

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