Page 198 of Affair
Because she doubted their IQ, she started with the easy questions—the one they already knew the answer to.
“What’s your name?” she asked, sitting not far away from them.
Immediately, both men closed their mouths.
Well, that was a first. They’d been running them plenty at their two stops.
She tried to rationalize with them.
“Listen, we know you guys are looking for the crypto key to score fifty million for your boss, Von Donore. We know thatBlackStoneis up to some dirty business here in NOLA. What we don’t know is who else is involved and where can we find your boss. We’d like to talk to him. I’d share if I were you. It’s the difference between dying fast, or painfully.”
That didn’t make them want to share information, even though they already had most of the information.
When they didn’t talk, Maura shrugged.
“Okay, Jinx and Zayn, make them talk,” she said, getting comfortable as they got to work. The only reason she didn’t have Eve help was the woman had given birth three days ago.
And Dakota kept reminding her of that over and over again on the com.
Someone was ready to lose his nut. It was one thing to make her creep in the shadows, but get physical?
Maura got it.
The two Marines worked the British guy over since he looked the most worried.
Zayn bent him forward, and Jinx pulled out a knife. She began cutting around his ears, his hair, and then started pulling.
She was scalping him.
“Nice one,” Zayn said. “You honor my ancestors, and they approve of that.”
She snorted.
“Maybe I’m honoring Rogue’s ancestors,” she said. “He is half Native,” she stated.
“And half out of his mind for marrying a Snake.”
They two women just laughed.
Oh, they knew they were crazy.
This torture was proof.
Willy wasn’t faring well, to be honest. The screams alone, and the way he was fighting told the tale.
Being scalped alive had to suck.
When Jinx had half of his scalp pulled from his head, he started singing like a goddamn canary.
“Von wants the money!” he began, as the tears came. “He tracked it from Afghanistan to the pilot,” he whimpered. “The pilot stole it, and then it went missing! We’ve been looking for three years. Do you know how hard it is to find a crypto key in Afghanistan?” he asked.
The other man, the Marine, was horrified. Someone was definitely a pussy.
“Shup up,” Trent said. “What Von can do to us is far worse than what they could do to us,” he warned.
Only, the man wasn’t doing that.
Not.
