“I left on my own. Maverick and I are done!”
They all laughed and the big guy came over to me. He dragged his fat fingers down my cheek. “Doesn’t matter, bitch. Maverick will still come running to save you.”
Zach turned to the other club members. “I want you three on lookout. If you see anything out of the ordinary come and warn us. We need to get some answers from pretty little Willow.”
They rushed out of the room and left me alone with Zach and the other big guy. Zach nodded toward him and they huddled in the corner. I could hear them whispering.
“Listen, Fang. She cleaned around the clubhouse so I bet she’s seen some stuff and heard some stuff. It should be pretty easy to get info out of her.”
Zach turned to the other guy, “Crusher, send a nice note to Striker. Let him and Maverick know we have their precious woman. Then I want you to go get some ice. Check on the others and then report back here with them and all the ice you all can carry.”
Crusher rushed out the door, leaving me alone with just Zach.
“You know as well as I do, that I don’t have the answers you’re looking for, Zach.”
He stalked toward me and slapped me across the face. “Fang. It’s fucking Fang. Zach’s not even my real name you stupid bitch.”
I could feel the blood dripping down the corner of my mouth from where he slapped me. He turned and stared at the wall.
“Fine,Fang. I don’t know anything. Maverick never told me club business. I wasn’t allowed in Church to clean and couldn’t get into his or Striker’s office either.”
He turned and pushed me down on the bed, climbing on top of me. The door opened and Crusher came back in with a bucket of ice.
“Bring that ice over here.” Fang grabbed an ice cube and ran it down my face. “Let’s get some answers out of that pretty little mouth.”
Crusher opened the other door and I could hear him dumping the ice cubes in a tub. The other members came in with bags of ice. Fang just laughed as he sat on top of me.
When they were finally done and gone, Fang got off of me and dragged me to the bathroom. I saw the tub filled with ice and fear took over me.
I tried to escape, but Fang grabbed me before I could get out the door. “I don’t think so, Willow!” He slammed me up against the wall and pulled my hair, forcing my head back. He licked down my neck and laughed. “I’ll get my turn with you soon enough. Now let’s get this party started.”
He ripped my shirt off of me and unbuttoned my jeans. He ripped those off of me, leaving me in just my bra and panties.
Fang whistled and ran his hands down my body. “Fuck me, Willow. Maybe I should just take you now.”
I growled and kicked him right in the balls. He doubled over and groaned in pain. I started to run toward the door, but two strong hands grabbed my ankles.
I dropped to the ground and was dragged back toward Fang. He had tears in his eyes but was dragging me to the tub.
“You’re done for it now, Willow.”
He picked me up and threw me in the tub of ice. Cold water pulled me in and the ice stung my skin. Fang laughed as I tried to sit up in the slippery tub.
He leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Tell me Maverick’s dirty little secrets and this will all be over.”
“Fuck you, Fang.”
Fang grabbed my hair and pulled me down into the tub. I kicked and struggled as the cold water came over my face. The ice-cold made the struggle even worse. It closed around my chest, making me feel like I was being pulled further and further down.
It took everything in me not to open my mouth to try and take a breath underwater. Stars started to form in my eyes and a black tunnel was getting closer to me.
Just before I felt like I was going to pass out, Fang pulled me out from under the water. I gasped for air as Fang maniacally laughed.
“Ready to answer some questions, Willow?”
I glared right at Fang, “I’ll die before I tell you anything about Maverick and The Devil’s Highwaymen.”
He shrugged his shoulders and slapped me across the face. “Suit yourself. If we have to bring you to the brink of death, so be it. You’ll be surprised what secrets you’ll spill when you’re facing the reaper.”