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We come to the pits, and a man crawls across the concrete floor, dragging his broken legs behind him, sobbing.
“Kash?” I say, getting his attention, but he ignores me and walks over to the far wall. He grabs a meat hook, his fingers curling around the handle.
“Please…noooooo,” the man sobs, trying to move in the opposite direction, but he’s too slow.
Kashton walks over to him as the guy rolls onto his back. He raises his hands to defend himself, but Kash leans over, shoving the hook underneath the man’s chin and yanks him to his feet. Kash pulls the guy into him with the hand still gripping the hook while the other starts to punch the man in the face. The position has the hook cutting into the man, splitting the guys neck and chin. Blood squirts out and the guy makes gurgling sounds.
Tyson and Ryat stand to the side watching. Ryat looks impressed, but Tyson looks worried. Ryat and Sin knew Haidyn, but they weren’t as close to him as me and Tyson were. Sin comes to stand next to me.
“Kash?” I walk over to him and place my hand on his arm. He lets go of the meat hook and the guy falls to the ground with it still stuck in his neck. By the way he gags, he’s not dead yet. “What are you doing?” It’s a stupid question because I know he’s hurting, but this isn’t going to get me what I need.
He’s breathing heavily, and his eyes are wild. He’s covered in blood.
“Did he know anything?” I ask, pointing at the man flopping around like a fish out of water.
Kash runs both his bloody hands through his hair, pushing it off his face. “He wasn’t going to tell us anything anyway.”
“You don’t know that,” I growl.
His eyes narrow on me. “I know that it was an inside job and the only way we’re going to fix the problem is to kill them all.”
I take in a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. I’m about to lose my shit, and if we burn this place down, it won’t do us any good. “We’re—”
“You’re right. It was an inside job,” a male’s voice states, but it’s distorted like in the video.
My stomach drops when I see Ashtyn enter the room with Jasmine by her side. They both have duct tape over their mouths. Jasmine’s hands are tied behind her back, and Ashtyn’s are zip-tied in front.
“What the—?” Kashton steps forward but two men dressed the same as the video are behind them, holding both girls by their hair.
Coming to a stop, the girls whine as they’re forced to their knees, guns cocked and placed at the back of their heads.
The blood rushes in my ears. I’ve seen this. My worst nightmare. Both men are dressed in black pants, long-sleeve black shirts, and bulletproof vests. They’ve got gloves on and have guns strapped to their thighs. Matching masks cover their faces. Not an inch of skin or hair can be seen.
“What do you want?” Kashton yells, stepping forward, and the guy behind Jasmine yanks her head back, making her scream into the tape.
I hold my hands out when Tyson steps up next to me. Technically, we could take them. It’d be five against two, but it will only take a second for them to kill the girls, and I won’t take that chance. I can’t lose her again.
The guy behind Ashtyn pulls out a cell, and a second later, the phone rings as he places it on speakerphone. “Hello?” a man answers. Again, you can’t make out who it is.
“We’ve got them. In the pits.” He hangs up, and I curse that they’ve got their voices altered.
I look at Ash, and her head is down. She’s dressed in blue scrubs and tears run down her face. How did they get to her? Was the bomb their plan? Get everyone to one part of Carnage while forcing our attention down here? It left them sitting ducks.
She sobs, her shoulders shaking, and I hate what I’ve done to her. I brought her back here. She was happy without me. She had moved on, and I couldn’t accept that because I was too selfish.
“You’re okay, Ash,” I tell her. She raises her bloodshot eyes to meet mine, and they plead with me to save her. To be the man I was trained to be and fucking do something.
Kash steps forward, and the guy yanks Jasmine to her feet, wrapping his arm around her neck from behind. She screams out into the tape before he wraps his arm around her neck and begins to choke her while she kicks her legs out, struggling in his grip.
“Alright! Alright!” Kash raises his hands and takes two step back from them.
The guy lets go of her, and she falls to her knees, bowing her head and trying to catch her breath.
“Gentlemen.” We turn to see a third man—guessing the one they called—enter behind us and my heart races. He’s their twin. Dressed the same except he has ACE written across his vest.
I go to rush him, but his words stop me. “Did you like your gift?”
I tense at the way he laughs.
