Chapter Nineteen
EZRA
I could killthe fucker in front of me and not give a damn. I should after all Noah has put me through. I know the fighter in front of me is one of his guys. It would be all too easy to kill him. Take money out of Noah’s pocket.
Instead, I slam my fist into his temple, allowing him to take a little nap.
Noah’s slow clapping fills the room as he comes over to me. “Now that’s over, you and I are going to have a little conversation about what the fuck it is you think you’ve been doing with the Lynde family.”
I hop down from the ring and grab my towel out of my bag, dabbing the sweat from my head, “Told you. I’m spending time with Jade and learning what moves her family are currently making. It’s what you wanted me to do, isn’t it?”
“Yes. And now I want an update on how that’s going.” He turns and strides toward the locker room, not waiting to see if I follow him or not.
Of course, I’m going to follow him. It’s not like I have any other choice.
I step into the locker room and the second I do, my gaze roams to Tyson.
He’s strung from the ceiling with chains, his torso covered in black and blue bruises.
Noah stands to the side, two of his enforcers on either side of Tyson. Both of them are mean-looking bastards, faces and hands covered in scars, dead looks in their eyes.
I look at Noah, not sure what is going to happen, but it’s going to be bad. He wouldn’t have Tyson chained up like this if it wasn’t going to be hell.
All it takes is a slight nod from Noah, and the two men start beating Tyson.
I do my best not to react, knowing that’s what he wants.
Noah takes a seat on one of the benches. “You told me you were going to spend time with Jade to get some information on her family. I’d like to know what you’ve learned in the time you’ve been spending with her.”
I’m so fucking screwed.
I don’t have much information. I haven’t been looking for it. All I really know is the way they interact with each other. But he can’t know that. “They’re stronger than they used to be.”
“Sure, sure.” Noah looks to the men, and they stop hitting Tyson. “Now, what I want to know is, in what ways are they stronger?”
“Family is united with each other. The drug lord is in good with them. Think he’s going to be establishing more connections.” Ido my best not to look at Tyson, but from the corner of my eye, I can see the blood dripping down the side of his face.
He’s probably missing a tooth or two. And he’s going to need stitches.
I wouldn’t be surprised if he had internal bleeding.
Noah sighs and stands up, clasping his hands behind his back and pacing back and forth. “Now, if I wanted vague bullshit like that, I could’ve sent anyone to get information for me. You’re living with Jade Lynde. You’re fucking her. You have made your case to keep her alive and in your care, and the best you can give me is vague bullshit?”
I clear my throat, shifting to the side as the beatings begin again. “Look, I don’t know what you want me to tell you. She doesn’t trust me fully, and she’s keeping things close to her chest. I just need a little more time.”
“Seems like she trusts you well enough if she’s willing to let you lick whipped cream from her pussy, don’t you think?” He stops and stares at me, a sick smile spreading across his face.
My fists clench, blood boiling.
I could kill the bastard for invading my home like that. For watching me and Jade together and using it against me like this. I should kill him for it.
The sound of fists on flesh fills the room again.
Tyson groans low, the chains rattling. His head lolls forward, eyes rolling.
Noah nods to Tyson as the men step back. “You could end this. You don’t have to watch me kill him. I just need to know whatyou’ve actually learned about the Lynde family instead of the bullshit you’re trying to feed me.”
“It’s not bullshit. She keeps things close to the chest. She’s making a career change, though. Was going to be taking over the businesses from Skyla, but now she’s going to culinary school. Wants to open restaurants. There could be a way to exploit that for us. Make her indebted.”
