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He won’t be easy to break like Andrew Greene was. She has to be concise with her attacks, meticulous with the torture she draws out to get some answers out of him. She’s kept all of her fury and impatience contained. She feels like a band wound too tight, her whole body vibrating with the need to unleash her full rage on someone.
This type of torture isn’t as satisfying for her. The long game. But she’s good at it. Better than I ever could be. William would be dead by now if I was in charge here. It’s why this isn’t my place to lead. We would have nothing to work with if I snapped his neck the first time I lost patience with this fucker. Which was about two minutes after we showed up here the first time.
At least I can watch her. Kade isn’t capable of that in this scenario. He’d be losing his mind watching this game of cat and mouse between our girl and William.
She pushes the stool back under him and he scrambles to get his feet steady underneath him. Just enough that he can breathe easily again, but not enough to be comfortable. It eases the strain on his arms but doesn’t erase it.
He’s been hung like this since we captured him. Scar changes out the stools for a lower one every few days, making the strain worse and worse on him. Another mind game to try and break him. Knowing that the slow torture will only increase, making it harder and harder to stay alive even when she isn’t here to actively hurt him and try to draw the truth out of him.
He looks down at her and spits. Or at least attempts to. That bastard. She immediately raises her hand to me and halts me mid-step. I don’t know how she can be so calm as she looks up at him with an appraising look.
Anger beats at me hard. I’m dying to take a strip off of him for daring to disrespect my girl like that. But she’s unaffected. Amused at most.
She tilts her head to the side as she studies him.
“Loyalty is such an interesting thing, isn’t it?”
He narrows his eyes at her. “You would know all about that, wouldn’t you?” The disgust in his voice is enough to have my monster roaring for release. For his blood on my hands. But again, Letty raises her hand to me, effectively leashing my monster. I take a deep breath and rock back on my heels.
“I do know quite a bit about it,” she agrees with a nod. “The thing is, we were never loyal to Romano. If either of you were half as smart as you think you are, you would have realized that.”
William closes his eyes as if she slapped him. For a man with as much pride as he has, Scar is hitting him where it really hurts. He’s been trained to tolerate the physical pain. To be able to think through the agony, to keep his wits about him even when he has enough damage to his body that he’s inches from death. The mental warfare though? Men like Romano overlook that type of torture.
When his eyes flare open, it’s me he seeks out. “You bastard,” he curses and Scar chuckles.
“Finally putting the pieces together? Seeing the patterns and realizing they were never your friends?” Amusement rolls off of her and the more she shows it, the more William is infuriated. “Luca and Kade were always mine. Always,” she emphasizes. “You never had their loyalty. They sought you out on my request. Pumped you for information to benefit me and mine. You were nothing more than an agenda.”
She pauses in front of him, walking her fingers along his rib cage, carefully assessing where he’s hurting and where he feels nothing. Without warning, she rears back and punches him in a place where he showed no signs of pain. Meticulously bruising his entire rib cage without breaking any bones. We wouldn’t want one to puncture his lungs and kill him too early.
A strangled noise comes from him before he rights himself on the stool once more. He pants, looking at her with anger and disgust in his gaze, but fear is finally bleeding into that gaze of his. He’s finally realizing that Scar isn’t who he thought she was.
He’s spent years overlooking her, thinking she was just some mindless dancer I took a liking to. He couldn’t have been more wrong and he’s finally learning that the hard way.
“Just how sure are you that it isn’t the same between you and Romano?” she asks. He immediately starts shaking his head in denial. It’s almost surprising how naive this man is. This man who holds so much power, who has caused so much destruction, who has seen and been the worst of humanity, still has such an unbelievable innocence in the way he thinks about his supposed friend.
“No? You don’t think so?” she taunts. “I’m sure he’s taking care of Matthew then, don’t you think?” His eyes widen as Scar mentions his son’s name. The same son Romano sent to the fights after we got Noah back. The same son that Scar killed with a bullet to the head as he ran to the door when he realized why he was sent there.
As punishment to William. He was sent there to die. William has no idea just what his old friend did. Has no idea his one and only son is already gone. All thanks to the friend he’s going to die to protect.
“Oh, had you not thought about your son all this time? Wonder if your good friend would protect him in thanks for dying to protect him?” Worry flashes across his features. Letty is quick to pick up on it. “Worried that isn’t the case, hmm? Worried maybe he was punished in your place instead? I might know something about that,” she taunts him again.
He looks ready to launch himself at her, but I can see the game she’s playing now. I chuckle as she lands another hit on his rib cage.
“It’s too bad we aren’t talking.” She shrugs as she turns away, nudging the stool as she walks away. Not enough to dislodge his feet, but enough that he has to strain a little to keep his weight balanced.
I follow her out of the dark room and let the door slam shut behind me. The room is soundproof and has almost no light. Stealing even his senses from him. Sense deprivation is another form of the mental torture Scar is waging against William in order to get him to break.
She shrugs out of her jacket and hands it to me. “Fuck, it’s cold in there.”
I laugh as I wrap my arms around her. “You ordered it,” I remind her. All part of her game with him. He hasn’t had one moment of peace or comfort since we got our hands on him. “Aren’t you worried about him just giving up and taking his own life?” I ask, my mind stuck on the stool just within his reach. If he were to just give up, he would suffocate with us being none the wiser.
Letty shrugs as she leans against my chest. “It’s a risk, but I don’t think he will. Surprisingly enough, William loves his son. He won’t die without knowing what has become of him.”
I squeeze her before releasing her and start heading out of the warehouse. I wave to some of Mikey’s men as we make our way out and they take up their post by the door.
“Why not tell him today? Isn’t that going to be what turns him against Romano?”
She shakes her head as she leads us to the car. She doesn’t answer me until we are on our way down the street. I drum my fingers along the steering wheel, waiting for her to break the silence.
