Page 49 of Sapphire's Gem
“Ain’t telling ya.”
“I’ll not repeat myself,” I said and punched his kidneys. A groan left him, and he shook his head.
“He’s more frightening.”
“Do you know what we’re going to do to you? Someone who thinks we’re weak because we have pussies? Right now, one of our sisters is fetching a van; you’re going to be shoved in the back and taken out to an abandoned house. There, we’re going to play with you. Not nicely, of course, but we’ll slice and dice you until you tell us what we want.
“Vengeance here is aptly named. She’ll slowly slice strips of skin, a piece at a time, and she’ll pour chilli on it and rub it in. Can you imagine how excruciating that will be? Chilli hurts far worse than salt does. After she’s done that and left you a bag ofmeat, Vengeance will grab your cock. You heard of an urethral dilator? It’s a metal stick that is inserted into the head of your penis and shoved down your urethra.
“But that’s not all of it. Vengeance won’t stop there. While you’re screaming and trying to piss blood, she’ll attack a little pump to the top. See, we have hollow dilators that, when attached to the pump, allow us to blow air into your urethra. Now you’re already screaming from the chilli in your stripped skin. Imagine cold air being blown into your cock.
“I can’t say I’ve experienced this myself, but I’ve heard the urethral tube in a man is highly sensitive. If I force air into it, it will cause immediate, intense burning pain. But Vengeance is a total bitch, she doesn’t stop there. Because before she inserted it, she rolled it around in the chilli. Now fucker. I’ll ask one more time. Who the fuck sent you to deal on our turf?”
“Don’t ever piss her off,” Cassidy whispered, and I stiffened. I slowly turned my head and saw Cassidy and Wylde standing behind us.
“Don’t mind us,” Wylde said, his eyes burning into mine.
“Are you turned on?” Vengeance gasped and looked at Wylde. “What type of sick puppy are you?”
“One who gets off on a strong woman,” Wylde replied with a grin.
“You’re cops? I know you,” the guy cried, spotting Cassidy. “You gotta make them let me go. You heard what they said!”
“What did we hear? I heard him offer them drugs, and I swear Sapphire told him drugs were illegal,” Cassidy quipped.
“You heard their threats!” the dealer shrieked.
“Dude, you come here to peddle shit to kids and teens. I heard nothing, Cassidy, come on, we’ve got people waiting on us,” Wylde said.
“Don’t leave me with them!”
“Maybe you shouldn’t have come here to deal death,” Wylde gritted out.
“Wylde, take this,” Vengeance said, handing him a baggie she’d removed from the dealer. She went over to a storm drain and went to pour the rest of his shit down it.
“Wait a minute,” Wylde said as he studied the bag in his hands.
Vengeance paused. “Don’t throw it. Trust me.”
“Wylde, we’re going to attract attention pretty soon,” I hissed at him.
Wylde looked around and then grabbed the dealer by his neck and dragged him into the alley by Ambrosia.
“What the fuck?” I muttered.
“I want to know the supplier and don’t fuck me about. Or I’ll let these take you and I’ll fuckin’ help them skin you alive,” Wylde threatened, leaning into the guy’s face.
Vengeance and I swapped glances.
“You’ve seen this before?” Wylde asked us as Cassidy took up guard at the alley’s entrance.
I peered at the baggie and saw several white tablets with a rose etched into them. “No.”
Vengeance also shook her head.
“I’ve got a thirteen-year-old girl barely hanging onto life after she took one of these. If she lives, she’ll have a brain injury. Last month, two kids died after taking these. They’re fuckin poison,” Wylde hissed. “We’ve had several overdoses, and two other kids are seriously sick. I want to know who the fuck your supplier is.”
“I can’t say! You’re a cop, you can’t hurt me.”
