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He cleared his throat and grabbed a piece of paper. “Who is the complaint against?”
I looked up, my eyes locking the man who grabbed me. “Officer Smith.”
20
JACK
I wasout on my morning jog when I first saw them. I knew immediately what was about to happen. It wouldn’t help to fight, but I was never one to go down easy. If Baz wanted to talk, he could call me on the fucking phone like a normal person. These visits were getting a little old.
A car squealed to a stop right in front of me and another right behind me. Men got out, showing off their weapons like fucking gangsters. They all thought they were so tough, but put them in a situation where someone was about to blow them up, I’d bet they’d go running for the hills.
“Are we seriously doing this?” I asked, spreading my arms out wide.
“The boss wants you to come with us.”
“Then tell him to call me on the phone,” I said, attempting to push past them.
The first one stepped in front of me, trying to act all tough. The moment he put his hands on me, I grabbed his wrist and twisted it back, snapping the bone. He fell to his knees, crying out in pain. A second man approached with more vigor, coming at me hard. His lefthook barely glanced off my face, and appeared to hurt him more than me.
“You wanna try that again?” I asked, pointing to my jaw. “Go ahead. Take your best shot.”
Anger flared on his face and he stepped forward, swinging again. My head barely moved as his fist connected. It was a good hit, but I had a hard head. A slow grin spread across my face as he realized I wasn’t going to make this easy. He stumbled back a step, but not fast enough to miss my fist flying at his face. He fell backward, hitting the ground with a thud and it was lights out.
They came at me all at once after that, knowing they couldn’t take me one on one. I enjoyed the fight, taking each hit easily and handing out twice as many. It was a rush I hadn’t felt in a while. In prison, it was about survival, but out here, it was all about showing these assholes that it would take more than one hit to take me down. And I was winning against them. Not that I was expecting to go home without a few bruises. But then they brought out the tasers, hitting me over and over until I finally fell to my knees.
“Fuck,” I groaned, shoving one foot under me, trying to stand. They hit me two more times before I finally hit the ground. I tried to stay awake, but that much voltage running through my body knocked me out for good.
When I woke, I was no longer on the ground, but sitting in a chair with my hands tied to the arms. This was a fucking shitty way to wake up, but I’d had it worse when I was in the military. It only took a minute to catalog how I felt.
Fried.
I could still feel the lingering effects of the shocks running through my veins, but if I had to go at it again, I could take them. Not that they would allow that. The fuckers stood around me, smirking like they’d won something.
“You think this is funny?” I mumbled.
“You’re tied to the chair,” one of them laughed. “So, yeah, I think this is funny.” I laughed along with him until he looked at me in confusion. “What are you laughing at?”
“I’m laughing because I took on six of you and it took three tasersto take me down. Now, I’m tied to the chair because you fucking know if you let me loose, I’ll beat your ass.”
“That’s enough,” Baz said, storming through the door. He looked at me tied to the chair and shook his head. “It was a simple fucking request,” he spat at his guys. “How hard is it to bring one man in?”
None of them spoke. At least they were smart some of the time.
He sighed and walked up to me, looking me over. “So, was it worth it?”
“Which part?”
“Getting your ass kicked.”
Again, I looked at his men. “Maybe look at them and then look at me. I don’t have blood dripping down my face, but you can’t say the same for your guys.”
“It was a simple fucking request.”
“Then maybe they should have phrased it that way.”
“And you would have listened?”
“Not at all,” I retorted.
