Page 79 of Bound By Fate
Tommy, who was zip tied to a chair by his ankles, wrists, body and had a rag in his mouth. From the looks of it, a dirty one.
He angrily spat words but every single one was muffled.
Cruz marched up to him and pulled out the rag as all of us gathered around the room.
“You motherfuckers will pay for this shit!” Tommy spat out. “I’ll fuckin’ have all your heads for this shit.”
Seemed Tommy woke up on the wrong side of the bed.
“You wouldn’t take the three. So that presented a problem.” Cruz nodded to Tommy. “Hence why your ass is sittin’ right there.”
“You think I’m gonna tell you anything after this shit? Fuck no. You all can rot in Hell.” Tommy glared at Cruz who struck him hard in the face, the sound of broken bone crunching.
Blood ran down Tommy’s face. His nose was totally broken.
“You fuckin’ dick! What are you thinkin’! We had a motherfuckin’ deal!” he screamed at Cruz.
“The deal has changed. You tell us what we want to know, you leave. You don’t, you die right here. I don’t give a fuck either way.” Cruz turned to Rhys. “Clean?”
Rhys’ eyes lifted up in response to Cruz. “Yeah.”
Cruz turned back to Tommy. “Do you know what that means, Tommy?”
Tommy glared. “That, that motherfucker,” he nodded to Rhys, “stopped takin’ fuckin’ steroids.”
To this Rhys actually chuckled. “Bitch, I don’t need drugs to look this fuckin’ good.”
This was so out of character for Rhys that I and most of the people in the room started chuckling. Damn Maize was rubbing off on him a bit. And here I thought it was the other way around.
“Fuck you,” Tommy spat, and Cruz kicked his shin with his steel-toed boot. Tommy screamed out in pain.
“You don’t seem to have a very high pain tolerance, Tommy, and as much as I’d love to get my hands dirty, I have a room of men who are hungry.”
Tommy’s eyes skated around the room to all of us. Only then was a flicker of fear that he tried to erase.
Cooper went over to the two large red toolboxes that were kept in the space. He pulled out a pliers, clamps, a hammer and zip ties. Had to admit I was curious what he was thinking. He always had an angle.
This was only my second time down here, first with an actual captive. I was intrigued.
And this was the part of Ravage I’d shield Katie from. Always. Me, I had no qualms with it at all. He had information. We needed it. He wouldn’t give it. So we beat it out of him.
Easy.
Simple.
Ravage.
Cooper called Deke over. “You wanna do it?”
Deke held out his hand, and without a word Cooper put the pliers in his hand. He walked calmly, as if he were at the grocery store, to Tommy.
“What the fuck are you gonna do with those?”
Again, Deke didn’t say anything. He grabbed Tommy’s hand, clamped the pliers to his middle finger and pulled the nail completely away from Tommy’s body. Tommy screamed in pain. As if that was the worst amount of pain he’d been in. He hadn’t seen anything yet. This was small potatoes.
Tommy yelled out every curse word in the book.
Deke didn’t wait and pulled out Tommy’s ring fingernail, only to have Tommy screaming again. Then Deke pulled out the pinky.
