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“Let me get Sunshine upstairs and I’ll be down in a few,” Timber says and I shift in his lap again so he can pick me up better.
After getting Mae settled upstairs, I hurry down to the sticks. Susie and Nikki are getting a bunch of pillows to help prop Mae up and for the kids to use while they watch movies and eat popcorn. Lindsey latched onto Mae like a lifeline and is curled up in front of her right now. Sadie and Jordan are right there by her, too. Elvira went up there with them as well to help watch the kids and to help with anything Mae might need.
Earlier today, Drae asked if I could build him a house with a mother-in-law suite for Elvira. Thor approved it even though Drae’s still a Prospect, so tomorrow, we’ll pick out a spot and start working on the plans. In the meantime, I offered that they could stay with us if they wanted, since the clubhouse isn’t a good place for kids right now. Depending on the house plan he chooses, and how weather holds up, it might not take us too long if I put our excess crews on it.
Punching in the code, I make sure the door locks behind me and when I turn around, I can’t help but smirk darkly at seeing our guests strung up.
A few months ago, when we wereentertainingthe fuckers who had kidnapped Levi and Reaper and tortured them, Levi had made mention of having rails that we could move our guests around on.
Well, I had taken her suggestions to heart, and we installed them along with more hooks to restrain people with if necessary.
Right now, all eight of these assholes are strung up facing each other. All but Bruce and Gigi have their mouths taped shut since we want to start with those two first.
All of our guests’ hands are connected to the rails in the ceiling and their toes barely touch the floor. Their feet are spread out shoulder width apart and chained to the floor. The most any of them will be able to move is an inch or two. We know, because we strung up each of the Prospects and had them move around as much as possible to test it.
Thor nods to me, letting me know the floor is mine. Smoke and I had already talked and since he’s still healing from the gunshot wounds, most of the torture will be doled out by me.
Giving Thor a chin lift in return, I walk up to Bruce, gripping his face hard to cause the same bruises he’d put on Mae.
“Not such a tough guy now, are you? Got your ass kicked by my wife and we’re going to finish the job.”
“And my daughter,” Drae says with a smirk that I return.
Bruce spits at me, but I sidestep it in time and backhand him for the action.
“Fuck you, biker scum. Mae will be mine soon enough, and I’ll laugh as she cries over your dead body.”
“You think so?” I ask, stroking my beard as I circle him.
“I know so. If you thought I was bad, wait until X gets his hands on all the women here. He’ll be here soon. You can count on it. None of the women will be granted mercy for sticking your nose into our operation.”
I quickly glance at Thor and then Smoke. Well, that confirms what Mae said earlier—that X isn’t among these fuckers.
Walking over to the tool cabinet, I take the flogger that Bruce had used on Mae. “Strip them,” I call out and several of my brothers walk out, cutting off their clothing and stuffing it in a bag.
Standing in front of Bruce, I’m about to say something when he looks over at Smoke, smirking.
“By the way, how’s my daughter doing? My lovely Sadie?”
My gaze cuts to Smoke’s in time to see his body tensing and then his gaze narrowing as he slowly looks Bruce over.
After a few moments, he walks over to him, putting on gloves, before taking the knife from Levi.
“She’s not your daughter. She’s Nikki’s. You were nothing but a sperm donor who kidnapped my sister and raped her.”
Fuck...I knew Nikki had been raped, but Smoke couldn’t find the guy after rescuing her. Fucker disappeared into the wind, and he’s been looking for him ever since. I never knew it was Bruce that had done that to her. In fact, I’m not sure anyone knew it was Bruce.
“Yes, she was my first in the operation. I learned many things by making her scream. Things that we implemented over the years,” he says with a smirk.
Smoke returns the smirk, reaches down and yanks on Bruce’s balls before slicing them clean off.
“Something I’ve been wanting to do for years,” Smoke spits out, and his smirk grows at hearing Bruce cry out in pain.
Needing to move this along before he bleeds out, I nod to Dragon and he gets out the torch, cauterizing Bruce’s wounds.
He howls in pain even more, and I notice a few of our guests are looking a little green as they watch on.
Gigi’s screams mix in with Bruce’s as Sasha cuts into her. The volume and shrillness of her screams make me want to wince, but I don’t.
