Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 39161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 196(@200wpm)___ 157(@250wpm)___ 131(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 39161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 196(@200wpm)___ 157(@250wpm)___ 131(@300wpm)
“You’re bluffing.” Alistair looked from El Diablo to me and back. I hadn’t said anything to the motherfucker, so I had no idea why he was looking at me.
“About what?” El Diablo’s crisp British accent made him seem more civilized than he actually was, but that was all part of the mystique that was El Diablo.
“You can’t keep me here. I have rights.” He was sounding stronger now. Probably because there was just that inkling of doubt. El Diablo was good at this kind of warfare. Mental torture. There was no doubt Alistair was guilty. El Diablo wanted to ferret out everyone Alistair knew to be involved in the supply chain. Once he did, he’d destroy them all. I wasn’t being dramatic, either.
“All evidence to the contrary.” El Diablo smiled brightly. “I can honestly say that I’m not sure I’ve ever looked forward to an interrogation more.” The bastard sounded cheerful.
Samson and Tank walked up the ramp, both of them looking grim. “Got a place all picked out for ‘em.” Tank and Samson were both big motherfuckers. If nothing else, their sheer size was a deterrent against shenanigans. Samson spoke for both of them since he was the vice president for Black Reign.
“Ah, good.” El Diablo rubbed his hands together in glee. “You and Tank see Mr. Alistair to his new accommodations. Me and my lovely wife will escort Miss Andrea.”
“I’m not going anywhere with you,” Andrea spat out.
Jezebel grinned. “Sure you are. Only question is, will you be coming conscious or unconscious?”
Andrea shook her head, looking at each of us, her gaze resting on me. “You can’t let them do this to me. I’m Holly’s best friend.”
“Why do women always think those big, pleading, doe eyes will get them anything they want?” I frowned at Andrea. “You’re not Holly’s friend, Andrea. You lost the right to claim that protection when you helped your boyfriend hurt her.”
“But I didn’t mean for anything to happen.”
“You didn’t mean…” I took a step toward Andrea. Woman or not, I was about to beat the shit outta her.
Jezebel stepped between me and Andrea. I thought she might have pushed me back or warned me to not hit the woman. Instead, she lashed out herself, landing another open-handed slap across Andrea’s face. “Now.” Jezebel smiled down at the other woman like they were having a pleasant conversation. “You’re going to come with me. We’re going to have a talk. It’s not going to be pleasant and you’re not going to enjoy it. But you will give me what I want, or I’ll see to it what was going to happen to Holly, happens to you.”
“You can’t do that!” Andrea looked more than a little scared but still defiant. “You’re lying to get me to cooperate.”
“Oh, you’re going to cooperate.” Jezebel practically purred her words. “The only question is how long it takes to break you. Now personally, I’m looking forward to the task. I’m not sure you’re going to feel the same way. Oh!” Jezebel grinned as though she had a big surprise and had almost forgotten to tell the other woman. “Shotgun found out the cartel leader you promised your… merchandise… to put out a capture order on you and your lovely boyfriend. They’d like to know what happened. Also, there was something about showing the greedy Americans what happens when they cross La Familia Rosa.”
Andrea paled and shook her head, fear etched in every line on her face. “Do you know what they’ll do to me?”
“Yep. Absolutely. You might want to consider what they’ll do to you, too, baby girl.” Jezebel grabbed Andrea’s upper arm and forced her to her feet. “Because what they will do is a bit tepid compared to what I’m gettin’ ready to do.” She gave Andrea a wicked smile. “You think about all the horrible things you imagine they would have done to you and multiply by… oh, say five. Ten, if you piss me off further.” Jezebel’s expression hardened, and I began to understand now why she and El Diablo were so perfect together. “No one messes with my family and gets a happy ending. Every person inside these walls is my immediate family. My brothers and sisters. My children. My husband. The people in the city around us are my extended family. You’re in deep shit for what you did to young women and children in the community. For what you did to Holly, the rest of your life will be miserable and way too long, and if you don’t understand what that means, you soon will. When the miserable part starts.”
Andrea sobbed loudly as Jezebel dragged her off the plane with a handful of the other woman’s hair to a waiting Explorer. Hardcase was driving while Iron was in the passenger side. He got out and opened the back door for Jezebel who, instead of going around to the other side and getting in, shoved Andrea over and pushed her way inside the vehicle next to Andrea.