Page 75 of Retribution
Daniel and David both sit beside him, their eyes watching what’s happening intently. The only plan I have for these three is to try to find their leader.
“Let me go, and I’ll tell you anything you want to know.”
Gripping his chin in my hand, I squeeze hard as I stare into his eyes.
“Let you go? Why would I let any of my rapists go, brother?”
I ignore the painful sound coming from my men because I can’t focus on that right now. We will deal with this trauma later, now there is only time for revenge.
“I didn’t rape you. Why are you lying?”
His accusation nearly knocks the wind out of my lungs. Why do his words saying I lied about it feel worse than what he did to me?
I close my eyes and speak low as the memory assaults me, he can’t hurt me, even so bile rises in my throat.
“David had a foot on the back of my neck. Daniel had his on the middle of my back as you slammed inside me. I cried so loud you felt the need to tell David to stuff my underwear in my mouth so you wouldn’t have to listen to me. All three of you took turns while laughing about how disgusting I was. What was it you called me? A cum dumpster. You gave me no mercy and I will give you none.
Tell me where he is and I’ll make it quick. This is not a negotiation. For you, this is as good as it gets.”
Issac hangs his head down, his eyes filled with defeat.
“In the forest. I don’t know exactly where. By our old house somewhere.”
While I would prefer an exact location, I wasn’t expecting it because Jedediah has probably told very few people thatinformation. I’m guessing John Steve is with him because he wouldn’t miss out on selection night otherwise.
I grab Issac’s hair and yank his head back. Taking the sharp part of my cross, I hold it near his neck, not quite touching his flesh.
“God will punish you.”
He rushes his words out like he’s afraid he won’t have enough time to speak them.Very valid fucking concern.
“God is dead.” I say as I touch his skin with my razor sharp cross.
“And so are you.” I speak with a smile as I slash his throat.
I move back just in time as he slumps forward with a thud.
When I squat in front of David he trembles like a leaf in a wind storm.
“Please.” He cries as he lowers his head trying to prevent access to his throat.
“Do you have more information than your cousin?”
Carter brings me a towel, and I take it and wipe my hands and cross. Blood makes things slippery and I don’t want to cut myself.
“You have thirty seconds to answer me.”
I’m not sure when the others came back, but I hear Bella squeal behind me.
“Holy shit. She did that with a cross?”
I grab onto David’s dark hair and slam his head backward until it hits the wall.
“Time's up, cousin.”
I hold the cross against his flesh and he begs for his life.
“Please Heather. I’m sorry. He’s in the forest, but none of us know more than that.”
