Kid knelt down and pressed the Taser against the back of Marzo’s neck.
“This is called karma, asshole,” he said.
Zzzz.
For a moment, Marzo’s pupils appeared perfectly symmetrical as his body tremored, just as Kid and so many of Jerry’s other boys had done before.
Kid smirked.
Revenge felt good. Very good.
Robb ran into the room, his Taser out.
Kid ceased his attack on Marzo, who was now a spasm of muscles and nerves. He held his Taser out in front of him.
“Want a turn?”
Robb looked around at the battered victims. A bead of sweat rushed down his forehead. He raced out the door, down the hall.
Kid sprang forward, ready to chase after Robb and give him exactly what he deserved.
From his side, Double Chin tackled him.
“Kinzer, catch!” Kid tossed the Taser across the room.
Kinzer caught it as Double Chin slammed Kid’s shoulder against the wall.
Double Chin wrapped his sausage fingers around Kid’s throat. “I’m gonna kill you, you motherfucker!”
Zzzz.
Kinzer stood beside him, the Taser flashing blue sparks just a few inches from his face. He held the bloody knife in his other hand. “Any of you fuckers try something and I will fry your fucking brain.”
***
“You fucking dicks!” Jerry shouted.
He lay in the bed Kinzer had woken up in, his wrists cuffed, his ankles chained. Kinzer and Kid stood over him.
It’d been an hour since their encounter with Jerry’s perverse clients. In that time, they’d managed to apprehend all of Jerry’s guards and unlock all the doors in the house, allowing his imprisoned boys to come and go as they pleased. They’d also found some nice clothes, most likely from boys that Jerry had abducted. Kinzer wore a form-fitting polo and jeans that fit perfectly around his sculpted ass. Kid’s hard nipples poked out of a too small brown-and-white striped T-shirt that he’d picked out to show off his impressive muscles.
“Kid, you don’t know how good you had it!” Jerry exclaimed.
Kid slipped a Taser out of his pocket, then pressed it against Jerry’s neck.
Zzzz.
“Fuck!” Jerry cried.
“That’s how good I had it, you asshat.”
“We’ll be leaving now,” Kinzer said. “I just wanted you to know who was responsible for ruining your little operation.”
“Go to fucking Hell!”
“Already done it,” Kinzer said. He and Kid headed for the door.
“I’ll get you bastards for this!”
