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“Friend?” Garrett blinked his eyes innocently. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Lie,” a small voice said from the doorway, and we all turned.
Nik’s eyes tentatively flickered from face to face while Tommy glowered at Garrett. Behind them, Kai and Doc pushed their way through, confused and bored respectively.
“You okay?” Kai asked, peering down at me with concern.
“I’m fine,” I assured him. I didn’t know Kai that well, but he had comforted me more than once after everything that had happened. He was a good friend, a good break from my numerous boyfriends.
Doc moved towards Garrett, eyes cynical.
“What are you doing?” Fallon demanded of him.
“I want to make sure he’s not bleeding out in that tiny head of his,” responded Doc dryly. It was only then I noticed he was carrying a doctor’s bag. “Not that a brain bleed would be a bad thing…”
“You a doctor?” Garrett asked gruffly. Suspiciously.
Doc shrugged. “Eh.”
“The other guy was the one I hit in the head,” Tommy piped up, sounding too damn proud. Aww. My little boy was turning into a man. “Addie strangled this asshole.”
Yes, I did straighten and puff out my chest. Proudest damn moment of my life.
Garrett’s eyes narrowed.
“I let her do that,” he said casually.
I snorted. “Sure you did.”
After Doc did a quick inspection of Garrett, deeming “he would live”, Fallon renewed his interrogation with vigor.
I moved away from my men to sit on the floor beside Kai. The day had been physically and mentally draining, and I was beyond tired. Pulling my knees up to my chest, I wrapped my arms around both of them.
“Who sent you?” Fallon questioned.
“I don’t know,” Garrett intoned.
And then, voice soft, Nik whispered, “Lie.”
“You sure you’re okay?” Kai whispered, pulling my attention away from the interrogation.
“I’m exhausted,” I admitted. “In pain. My body hurts. And I have the worst fucking wedgie known to mankind. Like the thing is halfway up my anus by now, but it would be weird to start picking in public.”
Kai nodded slowly. “I can...relate to that?” He posed it as a question.
“Feels like a bunch of anal beads rammed up there,” I murmured. “But, like, fabric anal beads. Is that a thing? Hmmm. I should ask Tamson. He’ll know.”
“That’s disturbingly amusing.”
“Like the anal beads rammed up my butt,” I replied seriously.
The expression on Ronan’s face when he walked over to join us? Priceless.
A gurgling noise interrupted whatever he was going to say. That was followed by a low moan, a grunt, and then a “what the fuck?”
The second prisoner was awake, blinking rapidly as he attempted to orient himself to his surroundings. He almost reminded me of Asher with shoulder-length blond hair, darker than my fiancé’s, and high cheekbones. However, he was more muscular with shoulders of a linebacker and appeared to be nearing his thirties. blond scruff dusted his jaw.
Alarm flickered across his features when he finally realized where he was.
