Page 57 of Bound by Affliction
“Nice.” Rhys’ smile is purely evil. He’s been with the club forever and still gets a kick out of this part of the job. My blood’s pumping to do thesame.
Minutes later, Stone pulls up in a large van with a trailer and blacked out windows. He jumps out of the vehicle as our brothers follow behindhim.
“Let’s get movin’. Too out in the open,” he says. We bust ass getting Jonny inside the van, him fighting and yelling through his sock the entire time. When we toss him in, Troy lays there, his lids closing and then opening. Cuts and road burn cover him everywhere. Yeah, he hurts but notenough.
We hop on our bikes and follow Stone. He’s become a very good ally in all of this. He is Bristyl’s brother even if they have some rocky shit goingon.
Anticipation bubbles as all the anger I’ve felt over the last few months comes to the surface. Seeing Leah bleeding on the bed. Watching her in a coma fight for her life. Feeling every fear roll off her day in and day out. Hearing her cry out in her sleep when the only thing I could do was hold her. Touching every single scar on her body and knowing how she suffered. Everything balls inside of me, feeding the raging beast that has been kept dormant the last fewmonths.
Getting off my bike and walking into the tall building with nothing surrounding it, Stone meets us at the back of the van. “You’re all set. No one’ll know you’re here. You’ll have everything you need in there. If not, improvise,” he says on achuckle.
I hold out my hand which he takes. “Thankyou.”
His other hand pats my shoulder. “Make em’ pay.” Stone helps unload the bikes while we get the two men inside the building. After shaking hands with my brothers, Stone takesoff.
Then it’s just us and two dickheads who threatened mygirl.
The room is damp and dark. There’s one fluorescent light overhead that looks like it’s missing a bulb. Chairs sit in the middle of the room, and off to the side is a table filled with toys. Not really toys, but tools. Payback tools for Leah. Sinister Sons knows what they’re doing. I spot some eye holes attached to the cement walls and begin my search for rope and tie it off to the side. Plans start in my mind, and I haven’t even set this fucker downyet.
The assholes are tossed on to the floor and they hit with a hard thud, echoing in the confined room. Unable to hold back, I kick Jonny’s stomach hard with my boot, the sound of his grunts muffled through thesock.
Jonny kicks out and I barely jump in time to miss his attack, but I do and land a hard boot to his injured leg. His cries of pain bring mejoy.
“What’s the plan?” Cruz asks, surprising me. He nods to the floor where the assholes lay. “This is your party. We had our fun. You’re thelead.”
A sinister smile tips up my lips. “Hold him.” I point down to Jonny. Cooper is the one to pull him up tostanding.
The anger boils over, splashing to the floor and spreading like a spider’s web throughout the room. One punch, two. Three. Over and over I lay into the man, my fists as bloody as his face. He pleads, but there is nomercy.
Cooper throws the guy down to the ground as he moans, turning his body. I look to the next one who has barelymoved.
I bend down to him. “One last thing before you die.” Moving over to the table, a jar marked acid sticks out. Without any thought, I cover Troy with it and only then do I hear the screams from his body. Each scream of pain is one that Leah doesn’t have to feel. That she doesn’t have toexperience.
Leaving him there, I move back to Jonny. “Jacks, you’re up for thisone.”
Jacks walks up and grabs Jonny, holding him up, his leg hanging on by a little muscle. “Fine byme.”
Troy’s screams lessen to whimpers, and I know he doesn’t have much time left. He’s getting more dignity than I should allow for his death. There’s just something about killing a man who’s going to die of his own stupidity that makes me want to wait for that tohappen.
The adrenaline is still fresh and demanding as I lay into him, causing cuts along his chin and head. The punches keep coming until my anger settles, and I couldn’t even tell you how long thatis.
My brothers stand back. Cruz is on his phone. GT is talking to Dagger. Rhys is watching both the guys on the floor carefully. Buzz, Breaker, and Tug are huddled in the corner. Everyone is doing their thing like this is just another day in the life of Ravage. It is, but it makes me smile because that’s who we are—family. They’re giving me this, but still staying close to keep it all incheck.
After Jacks tosses the guy to the ground, I grab the rope, looking at both Cooper and Jacks. Us three can withstand anything with each other at our backs. I nod to the eye holes in the wall. “Strip him and let’s tie himup.”
“Fuck yeah.” This catches several of the brothers attention as Jonny screams and thrashes, trying to get away. It doesn’t help. Knotting the rope to the wall, I yank it to see how tight it is. Rhys comes over to help tie the last two forme.
Jonny continues to move while we tie him, and it only amps me up more and more. He will pay for wanting to hurt mywoman.
After he’s tied up, only his ass on the ground while his arms and legs are spread wide and attached to the wall, the biggest knife I can find off the table lays in my hand. Ripping the tape off and tearing the sock out of his mouth, he screams andthrashes.
“You fuckers! Do you know who I am? What I can do to you!” heyells.
I laugh. “I know exactly who you are. I also know you fucked with the wrong woman. My woman. You think Nick, Poe, and Len didn’t deserve what they had comin’? Batten down the hatches, pissant, and let’s see if you can hackit.”
He screams as the knife pierces his flesh then continues, making its way around his body. Each insertion of the blade is for Leah. For every drop of pain that she felt. For every fear she had I continue around his body, knowing in his chest I’ve hit some organs as he bleeds on thefloor.
I take the knife and rip a line from his hair, down his eye and lips. The knife digs in as he screams. “No one fucks with my woman.” The knife slices into his neck close to his artery, but not close enough. He doesn’t deserve to have an easydeath.
