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Allie Lennox. Who is that? I’m guessing she’s related to Ace since they have the same last name, but how? They said Novak took something special from them. Who is she to them?
“Who?” Novak responds, confusion plastered on his face.
“Wrong fucking answer,” Blais growls as he lifts the bucket, dipping Novak’s hand inside. I’m not sure what’s in there, but I’m positive I can guess judging by Novak’s frantic screaming and his bugged-out eyes.
“Fuck, fuck!” His screeches fill the room, wrapping around us until it’s all I can focus on. It’s honestly a sweet symphony to my ears to see this piece of garbage in pain.
Blais removes the bucket, revealing Novak’s hand, all red and peeling skin as it bubbles. Ace moves in front of Novak, leaving me alone in the back. Ace and Blais are standing up with Novak, and Theon is still at the crank, entranced by Novak’s obvious pain. All the guys’ attention is on Novak so now would be my time to make a run for it, but something deep inside me commands me to stay. The voice in my head is telling me this is where I’m meant to be. Instead of running, I take a couple of steps forward.
“Fuck you,” Novak spits.
Ace lifts his hand, showing Novak something on his phone. “Her. Tell me what you did to her!”
Recognition shines through Novak’s blue eyes. He knows something.
“I-I didn’t do anything, asshole…”
Ace nods, sliding the phone back into his pocket, before he looks at Theon and nods. Without hesitation, Theon cranks the chains again, stretching Novak’s body even more, causing him to cry out.
“Let me down and I’ll talk,” Novak tries to negotiate with the devils in front of him, but he’s an idiot if he thinks these stubborn assholes will give in to his demands.
Ace’s shoulders shake as he chuckles at Novak’s weak attempt. “I don’t think so. Start talking or you won’t have any fingers left after Blais is done with you.”
“You’re fucking crazy!” They aren’t going to let him go. I know that, but Novak is really pressing his luck right now.
Ace takes a step back, nodding to Blais. “Seems like the fingertips weren’t enough, right, Novak?” Blais asks.
“It was enough. Let me down.”
“Mmm, I don’t think so,” Blais smiles, lifting the bucket next to Novak’s head, tipping so the liquid pours down the front of his body. I’ve never in my life heard screams like that. The pain Novak’s feeling must be excruciating. The acid is burning right through his skin.
“What about now?” Blais asks.
Novak’s screams don’t let up, not answering Blais’ question.
“That’s enough, Blais,” Ace says, holding his hand out toward Blais. “Knife.” Blais sets the bucket down, moving over to the knives attached on the wall. He returns with one and places it in Ace’s open palm.
“Yeah, I’m fucking crazy. Now tell me what you did to my sister.” Ace’s voice is dark and dangerous, sending shivers down my spine.
His sister? What happened to her? I haven’t ever heard them talk about her.
When Novak doesn’t answer, Ace presses the tip of the knife above Novak’s right nipple, nicking it enough for a line of blood to roll down his stomach.
“Tell me!” Ace yells in Novak’s face.
“I didn’t fucking touch her.” I’m pretty sure I can hear Novak’s teeth grinding from over here while he clenches his jaw.
Ace’s shoulders quickly move up and down. He’s starting to lose it.
Pressing the knife harder into Novak’s chest, Ace moves it in a circle around Novak’s nipple, completely cutting it off as the skin releases from his body and drops onto the cold concrete below.
My stomach turns a little, but for the most part, I’m okay. Weirdly okay with this.
“W-what the f-fuck, man?” Novak’s eyes are about to pop out of his head. “You-you fucking cut off my nipple!” Sweat lines his now pale face as he looks down in horror at his cut flesh.
Ace moves the blade to his other nipple. “Yeah, and I’ll do it again if you don’t fucking tell me why you killed her.”
This is personal to Ace, to all of them. I can feel the tension in the air. I don’t know the story, but the intense way Ace is reacting makes me want to help. I take a few steps forward until I’m standing beside him. I can feel Blais and Theon’s gaze on me, but I brush it off and pay attention to the dickhead in chains.
