before
the gun slammed against the side of his head.
Luke was stil reaching for Jeffries when he slid to the
gravel below. No, not this way, he said to himself just
before losing consciousness.
* * * *
Luke’s head lol ed to the side as he fought to open his
eyes. For several moments he caught snatches of his
surroundings before his eyes fluttered shut again. House,
he knew he was in a house.
“Wake up! I don’t have al day!”
Luke tried once more to focus. Jeffries’ face was the
only thing in his line of vision. No thanks, he’d rather go
back to sleep.
A kick to his knee caused Luke to cry out in pain. “You
sonofabitch!”
“Do I have your attention?” Jeffries asked.
Luke tried to reach for his injured knee, but couldn’t
move his hands. He looked down to find both arms tied to a
chair. “Untie me.”
Jeffries cackled. “Sure, buddy, anything you want.” He
laughed again before holding a wicked looking hunting
knife in front of Luke’s face. “This belongs to your boyfriend,
so I think it’s only right we use it for our little game, don’t
you?”
“Fuck you!” Luke tugged against the restraints, trying
to free himself. He hissed when the sharp blade made a cut
across his forearm.
Jeffries laughed and shook his finger. “Now calm
down so I can tel you the rules of our game.”
It wasn’t hard for Luke to see he was at Jeffries’
mercy, so he stil ed. “I don’t like games.”
“You’l like this one.” Jeffries pursed his lips. “Wel ,
maybe not, but I’l like it.” He held the knife up once more.
“Now, here are the rules. I’m going to ask questions. Every
time you don’t answer, I get a point. If you answer with one
of your typical smartass remarks, I get a point. Oh, and by
the way, I’m keeping score on your body. So…shal we
begin?”
Luke had no doubt Jeffries would kil him once he had
the information he wanted, so what was the point of
playing? No way in hel would he give Priest up. If Luke was
going to die, and least he could do his best to keep Priest
alive.
“Where exactly is your boyfriend?” Jeffries asked.
“Probably fucking your mamma.” Luke gritted his
teeth when Jeffries drew the blade down his calf.
“Wrong answer.” Jeffries reached for a T-shirt on the
nearby bed and wiped the blood from the knife. “Let’s try
again. Where. Is. Priest?”
Luke shook his head. When the cold steel sliced
across his upper arm, Luke fought to keep his reaction
hidden. He may not be able to stop his own death, but he
refused to give Jeffries the satisfaction of knowing how
much pain he was in.
“Stupid man,” Jeffries admonished. “I’l find him
anyway. Do you real y want Priest to know you suffered like
this? What do you think that’l do to him?”
Luke tried to think of the situation from Priest’s point
of view. He hated to admit it, but Jeffries was right. It would
probably crush Priest to know Luke had been tortured until
he’d drawn his last breath.
“Okay, let’s try a different question. Priest has files
that I need. Tel me where he keeps them, and I’l think
about letting you live long enough to see your lover once
more.” Jeffries smiled. “That is, until I remove his eyes from
their sockets. I want him to hear your screams before I kil
him.”
When Luke didn’t answer right away, the blade dug
deeper into his skin as it sliced down his chest. Blood
began to flow from the wound. At the rate Mr Sadistic was
going, Luke would be dead before he had a chance to see
Priest anyway.
Stil , Luke knew if he had any chance of survival, it
would be with Priest’s help. Before Jeffries could inflict
another wound, Luke made a decision. “He has a storage
unit somewhere. I heard him mention it, but I don’t know
where it is.”
Jeffries wrapped the T-shirt around the blade of the
knife. Using the cloth as protection for his hand, Jeffries
lifted the knife. The heavy handle swung down,
the gun slammed against the side of his head.
Luke was stil reaching for Jeffries when he slid to the
gravel below. No, not this way, he said to himself just
before losing consciousness.
* * * *
Luke’s head lol ed to the side as he fought to open his
eyes. For several moments he caught snatches of his
surroundings before his eyes fluttered shut again. House,
he knew he was in a house.
“Wake up! I don’t have al day!”
Luke tried once more to focus. Jeffries’ face was the
only thing in his line of vision. No thanks, he’d rather go
back to sleep.
A kick to his knee caused Luke to cry out in pain. “You
sonofabitch!”
“Do I have your attention?” Jeffries asked.
Luke tried to reach for his injured knee, but couldn’t
move his hands. He looked down to find both arms tied to a
chair. “Untie me.”
Jeffries cackled. “Sure, buddy, anything you want.” He
laughed again before holding a wicked looking hunting
knife in front of Luke’s face. “This belongs to your boyfriend,
so I think it’s only right we use it for our little game, don’t
you?”
“Fuck you!” Luke tugged against the restraints, trying
to free himself. He hissed when the sharp blade made a cut
across his forearm.
Jeffries laughed and shook his finger. “Now calm
down so I can tel you the rules of our game.”
It wasn’t hard for Luke to see he was at Jeffries’
mercy, so he stil ed. “I don’t like games.”
“You’l like this one.” Jeffries pursed his lips. “Wel ,
maybe not, but I’l like it.” He held the knife up once more.
“Now, here are the rules. I’m going to ask questions. Every
time you don’t answer, I get a point. If you answer with one
of your typical smartass remarks, I get a point. Oh, and by
the way, I’m keeping score on your body. So…shal we
begin?”
Luke had no doubt Jeffries would kil him once he had
the information he wanted, so what was the point of
playing? No way in hel would he give Priest up. If Luke was
going to die, and least he could do his best to keep Priest
alive.
“Where exactly is your boyfriend?” Jeffries asked.
“Probably fucking your mamma.” Luke gritted his
teeth when Jeffries drew the blade down his calf.
“Wrong answer.” Jeffries reached for a T-shirt on the
nearby bed and wiped the blood from the knife. “Let’s try
again. Where. Is. Priest?”
Luke shook his head. When the cold steel sliced
across his upper arm, Luke fought to keep his reaction
hidden. He may not be able to stop his own death, but he
refused to give Jeffries the satisfaction of knowing how
much pain he was in.
“Stupid man,” Jeffries admonished. “I’l find him
anyway. Do you real y want Priest to know you suffered like
this? What do you think that’l do to him?”
Luke tried to think of the situation from Priest’s point
of view. He hated to admit it, but Jeffries was right. It would
probably crush Priest to know Luke had been tortured until
he’d drawn his last breath.
“Okay, let’s try a different question. Priest has files
that I need. Tel me where he keeps them, and I’l think
about letting you live long enough to see your lover once
more.” Jeffries smiled. “That is, until I remove his eyes from
their sockets. I want him to hear your screams before I kil
him.”
When Luke didn’t answer right away, the blade dug
deeper into his skin as it sliced down his chest. Blood
began to flow from the wound. At the rate Mr Sadistic was
going, Luke would be dead before he had a chance to see
Priest anyway.
Stil , Luke knew if he had any chance of survival, it
would be with Priest’s help. Before Jeffries could inflict
another wound, Luke made a decision. “He has a storage
unit somewhere. I heard him mention it, but I don’t know
where it is.”
Jeffries wrapped the T-shirt around the blade of the
knife. Using the cloth as protection for his hand, Jeffries
lifted the knife. The heavy handle swung down,
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