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“It’s time for our little chat again, Viper.”
I’ve become a broken record, refusing to give them the satisfaction of answers. But their methods are relentless, their cruelty unyielding.
“You know the drill,” I say, my voice strained. “I won’t betray my brothers.”
They circle around me, their masked faces void of humanity, and I brace myself for what’s to come. One of them carries a length of thick, knotted rope, a cruel tool of torment.
“Perhaps you need a little more persuasion,” the one I’ve deemed the leader says coldly.
I grit my teeth as they release me from the chains on the wall and I fall to the floor. I’m lifted and slammed into a wooden seat where they then bind my wrists tightly behind the chair. The rope digs into my already sensitive skin, but I won’t give them the satisfaction of hearing me cry out.
They won’t break me. I have no idea why they’re looking for my brothers. I’m not even sure if this is the man who got pissed because he lost money in the Cage. I have no fucking clue what’s going on. Only that they want to know where my family is and that is not fucking happening.
They laugh, a chilling sound that sends shivers down my spine. The captor with the rope begins to twist it, adding to the pressure, and I can’t hold back a grunt of pain.
“You’re a stubborn one, Viper,” the leader says. He’s the only one who ever speaks. The other two never say a word.
“Thank you,” I groan.
My vision blurs with agony, but I refuse to let them see my weakness. The room becomes a chamber of torment once more, and I endure, clinging to the hope that my club, my brothers, will find me soon.
By the time their whip hits my chest for the seventh time, I once again, fall into the welcome arms of darkness.
But I don’t tell them a single fucking thing.
Chapter Fourteen
Venom
“Ithink we need to call in some favors,” I tell Ghost.
We’ve been sitting outside of Lead and Lovers for over an hour trying to find a way inside. Lead and Lovers is the local weapons shop here in Harborbrook. We’ve known for months that it houses the location where weapons are stripped of their serial numbers and sold to criminals.
As of this moment, it also houses our brother.
“Blaze is meeting someone right now to get a thermal imaging camera so we can see how many people we’re dealing with,” Ghost reminds me. “That place is packed full of weapons and ammo. If we go in half-cocked then we’re all going to get killed.”
“He’s not wrong,”I hear Xander say.
“Let me front. I’ll go in, kill them all, and free Viper.”
That was Miles. He would be the one to go in half-cocked.
“None of you are fronting right now,”I tell them.“I have everything under control.”
Having Dissociative Identity Disorder has its perks. When I’m not in the right mindset to handle life, I can take a step back and let someone else do it. But it also has its disadvantages. Like, right now. Every single alter wants to front so they can go and save Viper. Well, not Doc. He’s just waiting until he’s needed.
We all have the same goal but different ideas on how to achieve that goal. Right now, I win.
“Is Miles wanting to run in?” Steel laughs. “That man is going to be the reason you get shot, one day.”
I chuckle.
“Again, I say. He’s not wrong.”
“Shut it, Xander. You’re just pissed because I have bigger balls than you.”
