Page 70 of Gemini
“Not easy, huh?” Xaviar said.
I shook my head, feeling a sort of numbness come over me, my stomach in knots. “It’s awful.”
“Guys like that are hard to break,” Ricardo commented. “The twins have to play it careful too because if they go too far and knock him out, they have to wait even longer. Jasper knows that so he’ll make them go hard in hopes he’ll black out.”
I drank the rest of my water. This really could go on all night.
There was a shout of pain behind the door that turned into a groan.
“Sounds like Jasper’s going to lose some fingers,” Leo said. The others laughed.
“You really think he’d sacrifice his fingers for keeping information on my sister?”
Leo shrugged as he took a sip of beer and set it down. “Possibly. If that information could lead to his death either way, what’s a few fingers?”
This was crazy. They were going to maim him before he ever talked. I looked around the garage, thinking.
Or there could be a quicker way.
I slid the mask back over my face. “I’m going back in.”
As I opened the door, I saw Leslie carving into Jasper’s wet face. I shut the door and went over to the toolbox. I rummaged around until I found a flathead screwdriver. Leslie stopped as I approached and offered it to him.
“Use this,” I said.
“Feeling frisky, huh?” I could imagine his smile behind the mask as he took the screwdriver. He was about to stab him with it when I stopped him.
“His hand,” I said. “Under the fingernail. Start there.”
“Your wish is my command.” Leslie loosened Jasper’s hand from the ropes and gripped it tight. Dom came around to hold him down as Leslie jammed the screwdriver under his nail.
Jasper nearly jumped out of his seat, barking in pain. Quickly I went to the toolbox and grabbed another screwdriver.
“Dom.”
Dom took the screwdriver as Jasper fought in his seat, his bark of pain turning into a scream as Leslie dug in further. Dom let go to come around the front as I pointed between Jasper’s legs.
“The groin.”
Dom didn’t hold back. He gripped Jasper’s shoulder and dug into the man’s balls.
“He’s going to black out,” Leslie shouted above Jasper’s high-pitched screams.
“A little more, pull back when I say.” I watched Jasper carefully for signs of losing consciousness, making sure he was still very much aware. When I saw his eyes start to fog up and his head tilt back, I ordered them to stop.
Jasper heaved, his face bloody. It was hard to look at him, but I refused to turn away. When I thought he wasn’t in danger of passing out, I told them to use the screwdrivers again.
It took three attempts before Jasper finally begged them to stop. He looked like he was on the verge of tears.
“Fuck…what the fuck…okay…okay,” he blubbered, trembling. We gave him a moment when I told the twins to go at him again. “Okay! Fuck, did you not hear me, you fucks, okay!”He nearly tilted the seat over as he tried to slide away from them in fear.
“Talk,” Leslie commanded.
Jasper continued to curse, cowering away. “She’s…she’s with Trevor Vulli.”
The twins tensed.
“You gotta be fucking kidding me,” Leslie snapped. “You’re doing jobs for that family?”
