Page 30 of Feast

I can see why Felix likes you so much. You’re fucking crazy.

I slowly stood and backed away from my brother, slightly amused. Felix gasped and rubbed his neck, looking up at Dream. It wasn’t until he finally stood up and placed his hand on her handgun that she finally lowered it.

“Us Osvaldo men really do have a type, don’t we?” I snapped. They both glared at me, unamused.

Spider groaned and sat up. “Care to explain what the fuck just happened?”

I shot him a look, still enraged. “You’re fucking lucky you’re not dead right now.”

He rolled his eyes. “Obviously, but.” He stood up and joined the other two. “What made you go ballistic? And what happened to Indi?”

My face darkened, and I walked over, grabbing my KA-BAR, returning it to its sheath. “They took her.” The three of them exchanged a look.

“They…took Indi?” Dream’s usual demeanor had suddenly returned.

I removed the jacket of my suit and rolled my sleeves. They noticed I was soaked, covered in scraps and blood. “They did. I tried to chase them down and even drove after some of Kief’s associates, but it was too late. She was already gone.” I turned to look at them, no longer the Haze they knew, but the one everyone should fear. “I’m going to find her. And when I do, Kief is dead.” My eyes shot to Felix. “Nothing else matters anymore.”

He stared at me with a blank face.

I looked at him closely and took a step, the three of them slowly moving back as I did. “So unless you want to join him, I suggest you all do what you do best, and fucking help me find her. ‘Cause if anything happens to Ini, I’m taking everyone down with me. Northern Lights, Charlotte’s Web.” I looked at Felix. “Even you, hermano.”

HAZE

“Tell me!” I slammed my fist into Ray’s face, wearing a set of bloody brass knuckles. Blood and spit spewed from his mouth, hitting my face from the impact. “Tell me!” The weak little fucker trembled at my raised voice, squirming in the chair, his restraints so tight they were rubbing his flesh raw and soaked in his blood. I’d spent hours torturing him, pulling teeth, ripping out his nails, and completely terrorizing the drug dealer.

“Please—” he wheezed from the punctured lung I’d given him. “Please…I–I swear! I don’t know! I don't know!”

I tisked, tossing the brass knuckles aside. “You don’t know,” I mocked. His blood had stained most of my white dress shirt, leaving me a bloodied mess.

The man sobbed and pleaded as if he had any chance of reasoning with me at this point. “I-I didn’t know she was your sister…I swear! I swear!”

My arm swung, backhanding him as he shut his mouth. I leaned down, gripping his tied wrists, squeezing as I peered into his dark eyes. “You didn’t know?” I tilted my head. “Or you didn’t care.” He cried, spewing more blood and spit. “Fine.” I turned to my tray of toys. I scanned the bloodied tools and weapons I used to torture so many others before him. “Ahh.” I plucked a spiked baton, one I knew would hurt going both in and out of his flesh. Ray’s eyes widened as I turned to show him my choice with a smile. “I’ll give you one last chance to tell me everything.” I walked closer, wiping the sweat from my brow as I twirled the tool in my hand.

The sound of the old metal door creaked as Felix stepped inside, dressed in his usual combat gear, wearing his balaclava mask. He walked around and stepped into view as Ray’s face immediately drained of color. “Oh no, you keep those eyes on me.” I patted his face as he quivered. “You see, most people fear my brother here, the green-eyed devil. But what they don’t realize.” I raised the barbed and shoved it deep into Ray’s thigh, twisting as he screamed. “I'm so much worse!” He shrieked, his screams of absolute agony filling my ears as I laughed, twisting the tool side to side. “You fucked with the wrong family!” I pulled the tool back before slamming it back, pressing it even deeper. “Where is she?!”

Ray completely broke as I slammed the tool deep into his thigh a third time, pushing it so fucking deep it pierced straight through and hit the chair he was tied on. “Toro! He—he took her! It was him!” He panted, sobbing and sweating as I ripped the tool out of his flesh and dropped it onto the floor.

Fuck.

My smile fell as Felix stepped forward. “What did you just say?”

Ray shook as my brother approached him. “I—I didn’t know…I swear.”

Felix removed his handgun and cocked it as he lowered the barrel and pressed it into Ray’s forehead. “You got three seconds to tell us everything, or I’ll pull this trigger and repay you for everything you did to Dream.”

Ray sobbed, crying like a fucking child. “Please…please!” Felix tucked the tip of his finger around the trigger. “I—I just didn't want Kief to know it was me!”

Felix tilted his head. “One.”

“No! Please!”

“Two—”

Ray shouted, tears streaming down his beaten face. “I–I didn’t know it was her ,until…”

“Until that?” I snapped.

The dealer’s eyes moved from Felix to me. “Until I saw the tattoo.” My heart nearly stopped. “I—I thought I recognized her at The Burnout, but the hair and eyes were different. Then when I saw her dancing at The Cosmic Oxen…I saw the tattoo and I knew. So—so I called Toro. Please…I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to⁠—”