Page 41 of Revenge (Corrupt Empire 3)

“Fuck,” someone said.

“Just get him already, we don’t have time for this,” said a second voice.

I put my fists up. Whoever the fuck these guys were, they were not taking me down easily.

“Do I look like I want to get beaten the shit out of? Just fucking knock him out already.”

I swung at the first man who came into view. The knock to my head really fucking hurt. What the fuck did they hit me with? I should’ve concentrated on the others, but the first one came at me, distracting me. I swung again, managing to hit him straight in the jaw. He grunted but didn’t go down. I wasn’t sure how hard I’d hit him considering I could barely fucking see straight.

The next thing I knew, a needle was jabbed into my neck and I was drowning. I felt my feet fall out from underneath me. Someone caught me. I tried to look up at them, but I couldn’t make out their features properly.

“There we go. That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

“Hurry the fuck up and get him in the van before someone sees us.”

I felt the sensation of being lifted up and carried by two people before I was unceremoniously dumped on a cold metal floor. Before I had a chance to try and regain my senses, I was plunged into darkness.

Whatever they’d given me was working. My limbs wouldn’t function. My head felt fuzzy. What the fuck had they given me? What the fuck was happening? Why the hell would anyone fucking knock me out? Who’d sent them?

The questions in my mind blurred into one. I was sinking further and further. I didn’t know what was up or down any longer.

I closed my eyes and the last thing I thought before I lost consciousness was that I was truly fucked and my wife was in serious danger.

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