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"Cassidy is the focus, here, even if it means letting Teagan slip through our fingers temporarily. But when we do find him, I want him." I said, my voice low and dangerous. "Alive."
Alfie nodded, his expression grim. "I'll reach out to the Kelly Clan, quietly. See if anyone's heard anything."
I turned to Tommy. "You and I are going up to Back Bay to check out that car. I can't just sit here and do fucking nothing."
My voice was cold, my tone final. They knew better than to argue with me when I was like this.
Moretti's move shocked us all. Sure, kidnappings and death threats were hardly uncommon in our line of work, but to snatch up the warlord's wife like that? It was a suicide move, and that's what worried me the most. It made me feel like I was missing something.
Alfie jogged to catch up to Tommy and me. “Hey--Grady just called, he's with Bootsie. Bootsie says that Jack used to hang out at an off-track betting lounge up in lounge up in Back Bay. He says it's pretty close to where the car was found."
My mind started racing, trying to come up with a plan of action. The betting lounge could be a lead, or it could be a dead end. Either way, it was worth checking out.
"Let's go," I said, already reaching for my gun. Tommy and Alfie followed suit, grabbing their own weapons.
I got in and started the car without even waiting for them to get in. Alfie slid into the front seat, with Tommy seeming to take up most of the back. A muscle in my jaw was ticking wildly, and Alfie's expression tightened, seeing the depths of my worry and anger. I knew I looked like a man about to burn down the world.
“Connor, we’re gonna find her. It’s gonna be okay.”
I froze, my hand on the shifter. “You don’t know that.”
It was said through clenched teeth, and I glared blackly out the windshield as I shifted the car into drive and pulled out into traffic.
28
Cassidy
Myheadlolledback,rolling on the mattress as I fought to keep my tenuous hold on consciousness. The last blow had been the worst one yet, retaliation after I’d nearly bitten Teagan's lip off when he tried to kiss me.
I was naked now, every secret exposed as I lay helpless beneath him. Teagan was still fully clothed. He was a man who liked to play with his food, but I knew that would only last so long.
I had quickly learned that he liked it when I screamed. I tried to fight it at first, to not let him have that satisfaction, but in the end didn’t really matter if I did or not. The results were the same, either way.
A rough hand on my breast, squeezing. Grasping. Pinching until I cried out. Pulling at my hips, sliding down my belly, foul breath panting harshly in my ear. A tongue forcing its way into my mouth, the penknife back again and carving lines into my flesh, little wells of blood that were eagerly lapped up. Teeth biting my shoulder as he ground obscenely against my hips. A sharp knee to my ribs as I tried to pull away again.
I had also learned that whatever damage I inflicted upon him was returned to me tenfold. The room spun sickeningly. I couldn’t tell where the pain ended and his hands began.
Still, I fought. I fought for myself, and I fought for Connor.
Connor’s coming for me. He’s coming, he’s coming, I just have to hold on…
I fought to stay conscious, I fought to keep Teagan off of me, even as his fingers roughly dipped between my legs and pushed inside.
I screamed.
My hips bucked as Teagan's hand fisted my hair and he yanked hard, pulling me up off the bed. My wrists screamed in agony, but that was nothing compared to the violation that was happening between my legs.
Pain bloomed, white hot. I choked, legs kicking uselessly as he worked his fingers inside, and he laughed darkly as my body turned traitor against me. Slick coated his fingers, and I writhed in horror as a familiar feeling of warmth started to burn low in my belly.
Stop! Stop, I don’t want this, I don’t—why—Connor, please! No!
“Tight, sweet little thing you are.” Teagan hummed, his breath washing over me. He abruptly released me, letting me fall limply back on the bed as he stood.
I lay there, shaking uncontrollably. Everything hurt, my body one big mass of pain, throbbing in time with my panicked heartbeat. Teagan tenderly cupped my cheek and brushed his thumb across my lower lip, but I didn't even have the strength to try to bite him.
“I’m really gonna enjoy taking you apart. Don’t worry, though. I’ll leave just enough of your face to keep you recognizable when your dear old Connor comes for you. I want to see the look on his face when he sees what I’ve done.”
Teagan saw my expression and laughed. “Oh yeah. Didn’t I tell you? You’re the bait.”
