Page 44 of Twisted Secrets


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“Neo. I swear. It wasn’t me. I—”

“Shut up!” I roar. “Shut the hell up. I know it was you,Jude.”

His eyes grow wide with caution, and he swallows hard, his Adam’s apple quivering in his throat. “My name is Elias. Elias Stanton.”

This time, it’s the toe of my boot that meets his gut. He chokes back his sobs, scooting away from me, until he’s crawling like a baby.

His roommate’s on his bed, watching in shock, but not daring to say a word, or help. I give him a stern look, warning him that this will be his fate if he dares step in.

“Get up,” I tell Jude.

Stumbling a few times, he gets to his feet, coughing repeatedly and spitting out puke that must have risen up his throat. One hand pushes up his glasses, while the other pacifies his stomach.

In a swift motion, I grab his arm, dragging him out the open door.

“I…I think I’m gonna pass out.”

“Good. It’ll make it easier to get you where you need to be.” I punch him again, watching as his body falls to the floor in the hall. A few guys shuffle away before I can see their faces, but I hear, “oh shit,” and “we gotta go.” I’m glad to see I’ve maintained my reputation, and right now, I need someone to do my dirty work.

“Get back here,” I shout, unsure who I’m shouting to. “I saw you shitheads. Now get over here. I need a hand.”

A second later, none other than Victor Hammond is showing his face. “Wonderful. Just the Rook I need. Pick his ass up and carry him outside.”

Victor does as he’s told without any lip, following behind me as I lead the way to my still running sled.

Once we’re there, I lift the seat and pull out the double ropes I brought along, then shut it tightly.

I gesture toward the seat. “Just drop him there.”

Again, Hammond obliges, and Jude is now hanging over the seat, his head on the left and his feet dangling on the right. I slap the rope to Victor’s chest. “Tie his hands up. And make it a good knot. Not one of those pansy ones a chick could break free from. Then strap it to the seat.”

Victor hesitates and shoots me a look like he’s staring into the eyes of Satan. I snap, “Fucking do it!”

He starts with Jude’s hands, wrapping the rope around his wrists three times, before tying it off in a triple knot.

“He’s waking up,” Victor tells me, though I can see for myself.

“So knock him back out.”

Victor gulps but doesn’t knock him out. Instead, he works faster, tying his ankles the same way he did his hands.

“Now go. And don’t you dare say a word about this to anyone.”

He nods in response, then jogs through the snow, back up to the dorm entrance.

Crouching down, I look at Jude’s face, which is looking down at the ground. “If you’re smart, you’ll stay very still.” His glasses slide down his nose and I stomp on them, shattering the frames.

“What are you planning to do with me?”

“Come on now, Jude.” I smirk. “Don’t make me ruin the surprise.”

I fling my leg over the seat and drop down while Jude rides on his stomach behind me.

It would be really easy to be an ass right now and go fast, sending him flying into a snowbank. But that means more work for me because I need to get him to The Ruins. Instead, I take it slow, ensuring he stays put.

We come up on Riley and Scar, near the end of the trail, and I slow even more. “You girls look cold,” I tease before picking up speed again and passing them.

Taking double the time it would normally take to get there, we finally arrive. At the same time, a shivering Scar and Riley step off the trail, the look on their faces priceless.

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