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“Now!” Callen roars.
Seb undoes it hastily with shaking hands and puts it into Callen’s waiting palm. Bram’s skin is turning grey fast as his life drains away. He battles to keep his eyes open. I’ve seen men die before and, as soon as their eyes close, they’re gone.
Callen bundles Seb’s pale blue tie into a ball, then hovers it over Bram’s lips. Bram’s eyes flicker open, giving me renewed hope. He’ll make it through this, won’t he?
“Open wide,” Callen instructs.
He knows he has to do this.
Bram opens his mouth, but Callen doesn’t wait. He’s forceful, shoving the fabric inside like he’s trying to stuff a duvet into a sheet as quickly as possible.
“You’re going to suffocate him!” I wail.
Callen tilts his head to the side. “Can you hear anything, Sebastian?”
So that’s how he’s going to play it…
“You’re going to hurt him,” I say, unable to keep the terror from creeping into my voice.
“Do you want me to silence you too, princess?” Callen’s chilling gaze sends a shiver down my spine, making me recoil. He’s evil. “Unless you’re choking on my cock, I don’t want to hear it.”
“You sick fuck,” I snarl. How could I have had sex with a monster like him? Let alone, do it more than once…
Callen ignores me, then addresses Bram in a softer voice, “Now bite down hard. You know what I’m going to do.” An apologetic smile crosses Callen’s lips, but I can’t be sure I’m not seeing things because it vanishes a second later. “This will hurt like a bitch.”
I wince but refuse to look away as Callen makes an incision and digs around under Bram’s skin to retrieve the bullet trapped inside him. Bram writhes around in pain; his face contorts in a muffled scream, but Seb holds him still. He’s still holding my hand, and his grip tightens, but he doesn’t squeeze too tightly—even at this moment, he’s trying not to hurt me.
The colour from Seb’s cheeks drains until he’s paler than Bram, so I poise myself, ready to take over in case he passes out.
Callen’s brow creases in concentration. “Almost there….”
“Come on, Cal,” Seb encourages.
“Yeah, like that arsehole needs any encouragement,” I grumble sarcastically under my breath, despite secretly cheering him on.
Blood spurts from Bram’s wound like a jacuzzi jet. I’m not sure how Callen can even see what he’s doing, but his movements are precise and calculated, unblinking as he continues in determination.
“Got it,” Callen declares, holding the bullet up in triumph between his fingers like it’s an Oscar. The only thing he’ll be winning is the ‘managing to remain a dick while saving someone’s life’ award.
Suddenly, Bram’s body stops moving and twitching. His grip on me slackens. He’s been fighting for so long. He can’t do it anymore…
“Bram!” Seb shouts, sensing the instant shift. “Stay with us!”
CHAPTER 3
BRAM
The whirring of the outside streets reverberates around my mind, both distant and deafening at the same time: cars honking, sirens, and the distant buzz of conversations. I try to hold on and make sense of them, but the harder I try, the further away they get.
Darkness shrouds me, trapping me with no escape. It whisks me under its shadowy cloak and pulls me in another direction. I’m sucked into a vast vortex, tumbling into the blackness… then I see them.
Relentless flames.
Anguished faces with unblinking eyes.
The people I killed.
I hurtle towards them. Death closes in. It breathes down my neck like a biting breeze despite the burning fire filling my vision. When I try to shake the image, I’m catapulted into another scene.
