Chapter 77
The door down the hall closes and I’m left alone. I pace the cell as my mind does a full assessment of what the fuck is going on. There’s no windows and no way of telling how much time is passing. The bright lights are unmoving. I’m stuck, helpless, I can’t protect the ones I love. Fuck, fuck fuck! I sit on the bench and place my head in my hands. There’s nothing I can do. Nothing.
“AHHHHHHHHH“, shit, Luca! I can hear his screams and from all the way down the hall and I can’t help but picture what the hell they’re doing to him. Then the sounds stop and the door to the hallway opens again. Alexander and his guys strolling in, looking nothing but relaxed,
“Your turn“, he smiles wickedly at me.
“Go fuck yourself!” They open the cell, and I know what’s coming but like hell I won’t fight. The first guard comes a fist to his teeth as the rest start thrashing wildly at me with their batons, kicking and beating me.
“You’re a tough one, aren’t you? I can appreciate that. Light him up, boys“, Alexander says as the sound of an electric buzz fills the room and then it hits me. Electric shocks everywhere as they continue to rain down hits on me. I drop to my knees; the concrete floor brutally cracks on my bones before I slowly lose consciousness once again.
Luca
I woke up naked, my hands bound above my head, my feet barely able to touch the floor. Strangely, like how we had found Ariana is her father’s basement. How fucking unoriginal. My body fucking hurts, but I can’t think of much else right now other than if my girl is okay. I just pray he doesn’t get to her, that Tony realizes something is wrong and just takes her away from it all, hiding her somewhere.
“Good morning sunshine!” Alexander says from a chair in the room. This room isn’t like the cells we were just in. No, this one is the exact opposite, its dark and filthy, boxes and old furniture scattered everywhere. Tools and torture devices like a table in front of my, just out of my reach.
I spit in Alexanders direction, blood and saliva hitting his shoe. His face twists in disgust.
“That’s fucking rude.”
He spins quickly and delivers a roundhouse kick to my ribs causing me to yell out. I think he broke my fucking rib.
“Behave yourself boy, I need you alive for now and my I don’t have a lot of patience for stupidity.”
“She’ll be long gone by now! You won’t find her! Tony would have taken her far away by now!”
He walks towards me and grabs the rib he just kicked the shit out of. I scream and curse him to fucking hell before he whispers in my ear.
“You’re mistaken, boy. Tony his on his way here right now, and my little savage is practically almost unguarded at home. Here, look…”
He pulls out his phone and brings a live feed video up. Ariana is sitting in our bed. He flicks to a different screen and you can see he’s got cameras all over our house…and he’s right, its severally under guarded.
“YOU FUCKING PIG! He punches me square in the jaw and my head flies to the side with an ungodly pain.
Now now, let’s bring your friend in and we can get started.”
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