Then, Maxim promptly passes out. “Oops,” Synn says.
“Dammit, Synn. Now we have to wait to get more out of him,” an aggravated Harris yells.
“Give it a couple of hours, and we’ll come back,” Frost suggests. “We need him alert for more questioning.”
Harris moves to Maxim, using a simple lighter to cauterize the wound. “Can’t have him bleeding out on us yet.”
We file back out of the room.
I'm still shaking with unspent rage. I decide to go to the gym and pound it on a heavy bag.
Phoenyxx
Some of my guys are heading towards me. Hunter, Purge, Synn, and Frost are looking angry and dirty, for some reason. As they get closer, I see they’re covered in blood.
I walk right up to Synn, smacking him in the chest. “You went to torture Maxim without me? The fuck?”
Synn sighs heavily. “Pazessca... we don’t want you near that whack job. We’re more than capable of handling it.”
Frost adds, “Your safety is what’s important.”
“Nope. You don’t get to do that. I make decisions about my life—no one else. I have the right to question him, too. I need to see him. Now.” I demand, hot with rage.
“Well—” Hunter tries, but I cut him off.
“I swear to fuck. If you don’t bring me there right now, no one is getting laid any time soon.” My threat lands like I want it to.
Purge shudders. “Guys... come on. We can stand sentry outside the door.”
“Fine,” a tight-lipped Hunter responds. “Just follow us.”
They all turn and go back the way they came from.
I’m hot on their heels, eager to get my hands on that psycho nutjob Maxim.
We end up in front of a metal door. Hunter keys in a code he shields from my vision, and the door swings open.
“We will be right out here. Yell if you need us,” he tells me.
With a sharp nod, I walk in, prepared to fuck this asshole up.
My steps falter though when I get a good look at him. He’s swimming in blood, and he’s missing an... ear? Damn.
I also see a missing thumb as I walk straight up to him.
I shiver, not in control of my stupid PTSD reactions. Seeing him again, up close, is sending my heart rate into a tailspin.
Maxim lifts his dropped head, smiling like a lunatic when he realizes it’s me.
“Little Bird. You came to save your husband?” he rasps out on a broken voice.
I throw my head back and laugh. “You wish, loser. You are going to listen to what I have to say. Then you will answer my questions. If you don’t, well… payback is a bitch.”
He looks at me silently.
So I continue. “You tortured, raped, and kidnapped me. All this time, you were Ghost’s brother?”
“I had no clue about that Ghost guy. But I fell hard for you the second I saw you, Little Bird.”
