Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 96714 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96714 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
And right now she was back at my penthouse suite, while I was out in the middle of nowhere, on one of the lands I owned, where both Hank and Benjamin were enjoying their stay. This was not a five-star accommodation. I liked to think the rats had more luxury than my prisoners. Ivan was with me, as was Victor.
Slavik and Andrei had returned to their territories. My honeymoon was over, and now I had to get back to work, which meant dealing with Hank and Benjamin—the two men who hoped to kill me and take over Ivan’s businesses.
Benjamin did not look well at all for hiding. He had grown a beard and even his clothing looked like it had been worn and not seen a washing machine for weeks.
“Did you find him like this?” I asked.
“He was on the streets,” Victor said. “Vlad located him. One of the cops doing a sweep of the neighborhood found him.”
Hank is hanging from the chains in the ceiling. He is like this, with his feet also bound so that he can be fed and not cause me a headache in dying from starvation. I had given strict instructions on how to keep him alive.
“Hello, gentlemen,” I said.
Benjamin is sitting on the bed, looking pissed off.
Staring between the two men, I can tell they’re pissed off. Hank looks more afraid than Benjamin, who looked like he had given up.
“We all know how this works, you’re going to tell us who you worked for,” I said, folding my arms across my chest. “And then you’re going to tell us the deals you made and what you did to get where you are now.”
“Fuck you,” Hank said. He’s also sobbing so I know captivity is not doing well for him. He’s starting to break. It is kind of impressive. I know men who can’t even last forty-eight hours before they break. He would have made a fine soldier.
I don’t say anything and instead look toward Benjamin who is staring at me. This is a man who has lost everything. I know it. He knows it. When you go into hiding, you don’t end up on the streets, which tells me whatever deal they had made had gone south, very quickly. I watch him. Benjamin shook his head.
“There was no deal,” Benjamin said.
“No deal?”
“None. Hank and I, we thought we found a way to take this territory. We had enough men, including a couple of disgruntled Evil Savages MC, who gave us bad intel. That’s all it was.”
I tut. “You expect me to believe that?” I get to my feet and unlock the cage to Hank. “Is what he is saying true?” I asked.
I already held my knife, but no one else could see it.
Ivan and Victor are watching. I usually like privacy when I extract information from people, but I’m now bored with waiting.
“Yes.” I draw the blade down Hank’s chest. It’s sharp. I don’t even have to press against his flesh. Blood oozes from the cut and seconds later he screams.
“I fucking told you,” Benjamin said.
“You tell me lies. You expect me to believe two thugs, who held two lowly positions on street corners, suddenly had it in their minds to start trafficking women. Two men who didn’t have enough money between them to buy a property to house them in, suddenly have all the deeds as well as details of how to move them through the city, to where they could be transported near the docks?” I asked.
With every word I spoke, Hank’s whimpering increased.
“You underestimated us,” Benjamin said.
“No, I don’t think I did, but you know what, I think I know how to handle this,” Ivan said. “Because I’ve got a damn good idea who you might be working for.”
I turn to look at Ivan. This is not part of the plan. Hank and Benjamin are going to tell me exactly who they work for.
I step out of the cage and move toward Ivan. “What are you doing?” I asked.
“Working another angle. They’re not going to tell us, and to be honest, I don’t give a fuck. Their punishment will come. Have Vlad and a few men come in,” Ivan said.
I pull out my cell phone and text Vlad. Ten minutes later, he and four men come in.
“Hurt them,” Ivan said. “Broken bones, the works. But they must be alive.”
Ivan stepped around Vlad and my men, and I follow my boss out of the cages. Once we’re clear, I then call out to him.
“What the fuck is that?” I asked. “We need to know who they’re working for.”
“They’re working for both,” Ivan said.
I had a hunch, but I wanted to get it from them.
“So, what is the plan then? We storm both of them? What?”
“No. We deliver Benjamin to the cartel, and Hank gets delivered to the Irish. Simple as that.”