Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81175 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81175 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 406(@200wpm)___ 325(@250wpm)___ 271(@300wpm)
Now there was nothing else to do but fulfill the bargain.
Bones whistled and beckoned me to him like a dog.
And I wanted to kill him right then and there.
“Now your end of the deal.” He snapped his fingers and pointed to the road underneath his feet. “Get your ass over here.”
My legs didn’t want to comply with his disrespectful manners. What I wanted more than anything was to stab him in the heart and watch him bleed out and die. The sight of blood wouldn’t gross me out. The thought of being alone with a corpse didn’t scare me. In fact, it thrilled me.
I began the long walk across the battlefield, taking my time and enjoying the last moments of freedom before I was a slave all over again. Bones’s eyes grew in size the closer I came, his desire taking over his logical thought. I was close to being in his grasp and he could hardly breathe.
I despised him more than before.
I finally ended the long walk and came face to face with the culprit of my nightmares. He was just as grotesque as I remember, terrifying and sinister. His face was thicker from the weight he put on, and the look in his eyes was just as evil as before. He probably entertained himself with a line of hookers and slaves before he claimed me once more.
“More beautiful than I remember.” He grabbed me by the arm and dragged me until I was against his chest. He crushed his mouth to mine and gave me the most disgusting kiss I’ve ever had.
I pushed him off then kicked him in the balls. “You’re disgusting.”
He bent over and cupped his balls, moaning at the pain in his groin.
His men immediately grabbed me and hooked my arms behind my back.
Bones recovered after a moment, but a sinister smile was on his face. “I’m going to enjoy training you again. And after the way you tricked me, I’m going to love getting my revenge for that.”
“Crow will save me. And when he does, he’s going to make you suffer.” I knew he would never give up until he found me. He would search day and night, Cane alongside him, until I was returned to my rightful place beside him.
“Not where we’re going.” He motioned to his men. “Search her and make sure she’s not packing.”
The men ran their hands down my body, groping me as they searched for hidden weapons and knives. They wouldn’t find anything but they did a thorough examination, even feeling the area between my legs through my jeans.
I shoved them off. “If I had something you would have found it by now.”
Bones smiled at my feistiness, growing hard in his slacks. “Gentlemen, let’s go home. Pearl and I have a lot of catching up to do.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
Crow
“FUCK!”
I’d never been this furious. Not once in my life had I been this destructive. If I had access to nuclear weapons I’d be threat to this country and the entire world because my rage was doing all the thinking for me.
I piled every gun I had in the trunk of my SUV and the backseat for easy reach. A bullet proof vest was attached to my chest so a flying bullet couldn’t stop me from getting my wife back.
I was going to kill Bones.
My car screeched into the driveway at eighty miles an hour before Cane slammed on the breaks. The engine was just inches from running me over but the proximity didn’t faze me. If it collided into me I would have totaled the car without a scratch on my body.
Cane hopped out without turning the car off. “Did you know—”
“Found out ten minutes ago. She snuck out when I was sleeping.” I shoved the pistol into the holster at my hips. “Where did they keep you?”
“I don’t know. I was blindfolded when they moved me.”
I grabbed him by the neck and I squeezed him so tightly he could barely breathe. “My wife is on the line right now. You will tell me every goddamn detail you can recall. She sacrificed herself for you. And better be worthy of that.” I threw him back against the hood of the car. “Now speak.”
Cane didn’t bother with a smartass remark because now wasn’t the time. Every minute counted. “Concrete everywhere. Every room I was in was made of concrete. My meals were brought in on Styrofoam with plastic utensils. The drains for the toilets the sinks moved up, not down. The men were different than Bones’s usual crew. They looked Russian or German. The men tortured me while suspending me from the ceiling. They never broke my body but tried to break my mind. My cot was made of plastic, not cotton.” He finally fell silent when he ran out of details. “That’s all I can remember.”