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“Come on. We’re armed, and he’s not. He’s a spoiled brat, but without his dad here, what can he do? He’s at our mercy.”
I watched their interaction through half closed eyes.
“Bernie, you need to learn a thing or two. You’re new.”
Bernie scoffed. “You mean bow down to the mob?”
The older officer sighed. “Just don’t go in there.” He turned and walked out of the cell block, leaving young, naive Bernie alone with me and a couple of drunkards in neighboring cells.
Bernie stepped closer to the bars with a nasty grin. I didn’t move and stared at my blood-covered hands. “Not so loudmouthed now?” he taunted. I didn’t remember being loudmouthed. Usually, I was silent and lethal.
“You should listen to your colleague,” I murmured.
He grabbed the keys and pulled the taser gun. Unlocking the door, he pointed the taser gun at me and stepped into the cell. Without warning, he shot the taser at me. The wire shot out and the two darts hit my shoulder. My muscles flexed uncontrollably as electricity coursed through my body. My teeth clanged together, and the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth as I tried to regain control over my body. My breathing stuttered as I fought to stay on the bench and not topple over.
With a grunt, I forced one arm up and ripped the darts from my body. One of them hadn’t penetrated my skin fully, which was probably why I could move and didn’t have to wait for a break in the electric impulses.
I jerked to my feet and pulled at the wire. Bernie stumbled forward before the wire tore apart. In two steps, I was by his side, grabbed his arm and head and flung him toward the wall. His shoulder blade and chin bone collided with a satisfying crunch with the concrete. His answering roar of pain made me smile. I jerked his head back so his agony-stricken eyes met mine. “Time to play, motherfucker.”
Steps rang out, and the first officer came rushing into the corridor.
I kicked the door to my cell shut with a high kick and the lock clicked in place. Two more officers came rushing in. The first fumbled with his keys as I grabbed Bernie once more and wrapped the taser wire around his throat. I pulled it tight, but after a few seconds of gasping from Bernie, the wire tore apart again. “Shame,” I drawled. He spluttered and clawed at my hands.
I smiled at him and smashed my forehead against his nose, causing blood to surge out of his nostrils. He cried hoarsely.
Guns pointed my way, and one nervous finger pulled the trigger. I used Bernie as a shield, and the bullet hit him in the thigh. He screamed again.
“That was close to his artery.” I tsked. “If you want to kill Bernie, you’ll have to give this another try.”
Finally, the door to my cell opened, and another officer staggered in. I shoved poor Bernie toward him. They collided, and I jumped at them with another kick, sending them both flying to the floor. I landed beside them, and within a flash, I held their guns and pointed them at their heads. The prison was filled with more and more officers, and all of them worried that my trigger finger was better than theirs—for good reason. I bared my teeth at the officers at my feet. “Next time, you better listen to your colleagues, Bernie.”
“Enough,” someone roared.
I froze when Dad, Nino, and Savio walked in. The police officers parted. “Down with all of the guns,” Dad ordered.
The police officers didn’t hesitate, and I followed suit.
Slowly, I straightened and tossed the guns away.
“He comes with me. Don’t mess with my family.”
Neither Dad nor my uncles said a word when they led me to their car. I suddenly felt exhausted. I leaned my head against the window and must have dozed off because when I looked around again, I was in a bare-walled room without windows. Nino leaned against the wall across from me, straight in my line of vision. He regarded me from head to toe without a word. His expression was blank, and sometimes even I got goose bumps because of my uncle. “You are lacking control,” he drawled.
“He’s lacking more than that,” Savio muttered who appeared at Nino’s side. “Empathy, restraint, reason. The only thing he’s got an abundance of is craziness.”
I flashed him a grin. He shook his head, for once not in the mood for jokes.
“I’ll talk to him alone,” Dad said in a low voice. My eyes sought him. He leaned against the wall to my right.
Nino touched Dad’s shoulder, and they exchanged a look that reminded me of Massimo and Alessio. Something passed between them that I wasn’t supposed to be privy to.
“Get a grip, man,” Savio muttered as he came toward me, his fingers digging into my shoulder, his eyes imploring.
I bared my teeth. “You never saw me lose control.”
“That’s what we fear,” Nino said. He searched my eyes, then he only nodded and walked out with Savio.
I glanced around, realizing where we were. This was where enemies and traitors were taken to be tortured and killed.
