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“Maybe later,” Alejandro laughs. “How about we start with your mouth?”
Richard clamps his lips together and shakes his head making Alejandro sigh loudly. “You wanna?” he says to me as he lifts the speculum up again and presses it against Richard’s lips while I grab hold of his cheeks and squeeze hard until his mouth opens slightly.
Alejandro takes the metal instrument in his grip and smashes it through Richard’s teeth. I don’t see how many he breaks but bits of tooth and blood and spit dribble down his chin as my best buddy pushes the speculum deep into Richard’s mouth, only stopping when he hits the back of his throat, making his body convulse as he gags at the intrusion.
“You wanna see how this thing works?” Alejandro grins at me.
“Seems like I’m the only person in the room who doesn’t know,” I say with a shrug.
Alejandro begins to turn the screw on the base of the instrument again and it expands further, stretching Richard’s mouth with it.
“That looks kind of uncomfortable.” I wince and turn to Lucia. “They really use those things?”
“Yeah,” she nods.
“What exactly do you think this twisted fuck was planning on doing with this?” Alejandro asks again.
I glare at Richard as he lies there trembling. Alejandro takes the opportunity to walk to Lucia and give her a brief hug. Then he steps back, running his hands over her arms. “You sure you’re okay?” he asks her.
“Yes.”
“You mean the world to me, mija,” he says before he kisses her forehead.
The sound of water trickling makes us all look back to the table to see Richard pissing himself. “Seems Dolos can’t hold his bladder,” Lucia says with a laugh and she steps closer to the table and leans over him. “You’re pathetic,” she hisses. “Who’s the filthy little slut now?”
Richard’s mouth is held wide open now at a strangely unnatural angle by the speculum which is opened to its limit.
He closes his eyes as though this might stop what is about to happen.
“He called you that?” I ask her.
“Yeah,” she nods.
I noticed some Clorox when we came in here and walk over and pick it up. “Seems Richard has something of a potty mouth,” I laugh as I unscrew the cap and hand the bottle to Lucia. “You would be doing him a favor by helping him clean it out, Angel.”
She takes the bottle from me, her hands trembling as she holds it over his mouth. The smell must hit his nostrils because his eyes fly open and he shakes his head wildly from side to side.
“For fuck’s sake!” Alejandro hisses as he holds Richard’s head still. “You can do this, mija,” he says to his daughter with a reassuring smile.
“I’m not the only woman he’s done this to,” she sniffs as she tips the bottle and starts to pour the Clorox down his throat, as though that gives her the strength to go through with it. “He said there have been others too.”
Richard chokes on the harsh liquid as it burns his esophagus. She keeps on pouring until I put a hand on her arm. “That’s enough for now, Angel,” I tell her. “He’ll choke if you keep going and we haven’t ever started on him yet.”
“Nope,” Alejandro agrees as he eyes the array of tools on the table. “We won’t be leaving here until every single one of those objects he planned to use on you has been forced into his body. I don’t care if we have to cut him open to do it.”
Lucia nods her understanding. She has a lot to learn about the way we deal with our enemies, but this afternoon she is about to be schooled in the fine art of causing extreme pain.
CHAPTER 48
LUCIA
Jax’s huge arms are wrapped around me as I sit on his lap in the back of my father’s car. The smell of blood fills my nose, its coppery tang in my throat even after I guzzled an entire bottle of water as soon as we got out of the diner. I’m not sure I will ever get the stench from my nostrils. If my father had any lingering doubts about me joining the family business, I’m pretty sure I just laid them to rest. I didn’t know that people could endure the levels of pain that Dolos—or Richard, as I now know him—just did. Even when they cut him wide open and pulled out his insides, I didn’t flinch. The screams and the smell made me want to retch, but I didn’t. This is what the two men I love most in the world do and it’s what I do now, too.
My father called some of his men to dispose of Richard’s mutilated body, dump the Prius and remove any evidence of us being there, and then we climbed into his SUV to head for home. I catch him glancing at Jax and me in the rearview mirror and I offer him a faint smile to let him know that I’m okay. He winks at me before his gaze drifts back to the road.
“You okay?” Jax asks as I shift on his lap.
“Yes,” I murmur. “I can’t wait to get home and showered.”
