Total pages in book: 266
Estimated words: 250787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1254(@200wpm)___ 1003(@250wpm)___ 836(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 250787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1254(@200wpm)___ 1003(@250wpm)___ 836(@300wpm)
“Who is this?” I demand, stepping forward holding out the picture of him and Benny. “How do you fucking know him?” Benny already told us, but I want to hear him say it.
Hudson just laughs.
A cell phone goes off, and Adam pulls his out of his pocket. He reads over something and then sighs.
“What is it?” I growl.
“It’s Gavin. The results are back…”
“And?” Kash snaps when he trails off.
“Benny was telling the truth. Hudson is Benny’s cousin.”
“That’s how Benny got inside Carnage,” Kash whispers. “If you were here with Isabella, then you knew how to get in and out.”
“But…but you didn’t have a Lords crest.” Charlotte frowns, just now learning the information that we already knew.
“That’s because he never passed the initiation,” I add. Not surprised both Benny and Hudson failed.
“Then how the fuck did he get so close to Isabella? No way she would have brought civilians to help her. The Lords would have never allowed that.”
Hudson’s laughter fills the basement. “They let her do whatever the fuck she wanted.”
Kash runs a hand down his face with a growl.
Getting a thought…I walk down the hallway to the cells and unlock the one that holds a prisoner. Opening the door, he shrinks back into the corner, shielding his face from the harsh light. “Let’s go.” I grab his hair and yank him to his feet and drag him out into the room, shoving him forward.
He cries out, his knees and hands slapping the concrete floor. “Do you know him?” I grip his hair and yank his head up to look at Hudson.
“Yeah. Yeah.” The guy rushes out. “He’s the one who hired me.”
“Shut the fuck up, you son of a bitch,” Hudson barks. “Fucking snitch.”
“Tell me everything you know, and I’ll make it quick.” I promise him.
He whimpers, closing his eyes tightly before they open and look up at me. “He—”
“Shut your goddamn mouth!” Hudson screams, yanking on his restraints.
“I’ll give you one minute to decide your fate.” I inform him, letting go of his hair.
He bows his head taking in a shaky breath. “He came to me. Showed me a picture of her. Gave me her name and address. Told me he’d pay me to keep an eye on her and would give me further instructions once I was ready. When I questioned what he meant by ready…he gave me a cell that had an app that tracked hers.” He rocks back and forth, hugging himself.
I nod my head in understanding. That’s how this motherfucker knew we were at the gas station that day. Her cell phone. They gave her that new cell, laptop and watch in order to monitor everyone she spoke to, everywhere she went. There was no way for her to escape them. “And?” I cross my arms over my chest.
“And…” he looks up licking his busted lips. “That day I followed you guys to the gas station…I had gotten a text earlier that morning giving me the green light.”
“Green light for what?” It’s Kash who demands when he doesn’t elaborate.
“He…he sent me ten thousand and told me I was able to do whatever I wanted to her. Make it rough…and messy.”
“Rape her?” I clarify, my skin on fire at the thought. “Why the gas station?” As much as the thought of him succeeding makes me fucking rage, his actions don’t make sense. If he had the resources to hurt her, why do it when she was with me? Why chance getting caught?
His shoulders shake and he leans forward, bowing his head once more and whispers. “He said it had to be done when she was with you.”
“He wanted you to leave her for me to find.” Looking up at Hudson, I see he’s glaring at the man on his knees. Reaching down, I grip the man’s hair once again and yank his head back to look up at the ceiling as I pull the pocketknife out of my pocket. Flipping it open, I bend down and slide it across the man’s exposed neck, pushing the blade deep into his skin. Blood instantly pours from the split skin, and I shove his body forward where he lies at Hudson’s feet and the blood puddles around the now dead body.
I hear my wife gag but I ignore her. I’m too wound up. I want to kill every single mother fucker that has ever had ill intentions against my wife. Taking a deep breath, I remind myself that death is the easy way out. It’s too quick.
Ignoring the dead guy, I place my attention on Hudson.
“Who went to Charlotte’s house with you?” That’s another piece I’m still missing. Charlotte said there were two guys there when she had the wine and I found her practically dead in her kitchen.
I went back and watched the cameras for that night. I needed to know if they had raped her. What had happened between her passing out and me showing up. Along with how much time had passed. The other guy never took his mask off to show his face.