14. Roman #3
“Felix, do you want a go?” I glance at him, keeping my focus on Jack’s pulse.
“Yes,” he doesn’t hesitate and I step aside to give him space.
Felix moves to the tray and picks up the pliers as Jack starts begging again.
“Is that what the girls said when you sent them to the kennels?” Riggs growls and I feel a flicker of guilt that I didn’t let him go first.
“Answer him!” Atlas shouts, it catches me off guard. He’s not the one who usually shouts.
“Ye… yes,” the little prick snivels.
“Hmm,” Felix bends down to Jack’s feet and then gags. “Shit, he already pissed himself?”
He looks back at me.
“Twice.”
“Gross,” Fae mutters and I turn to look at her. Her chin is high and her shoulders are back. I am not sure if she knows why he is here, but there is no hesitation.
She is perfect for me.
“Every time you lie, you lose a toenail,” Felix says, matter-of-fact, as he rips one free and Jack screams. “That was just a tester.” He taps the pliers against the exposed flesh and Jack starts crying.
“Please, I will tell you what you want to know.”
“Where are the girls kept?” Felix asks and before Jack can answer, he pulls another nail.
“STOP!” Jack cries. “He… he has loads. The main one is Marks Tey; there’s an old barn just off Motts Lane.” He starts rambling off coordinates.
Felix glances back at us like we should be writing it down. I don’t move. Victor reaches for his phone, but I shake my head and tap my temple. He nods.
This need to stay off anything that can be traced. I trust no one outside this room.
That’s not true. I still have my mum and dad.
“How many girls?” I ask.
“T… too many to count,” he mumbles.
“Bolt cutters.” Felix snaps, and Riggs hands them over.
Felix lifts Jack’s foot and wedges his big toe between the blades before snapping them shut. The crack of bone and cartilage cuts through the room.
“Not good enough,” Felix says over Jack’s screams.
“Over a hundred in the last ten years,” Jack blurts, trying to get ahead of the pain.
I can see his eyes starting to roll, as his body tries to shut down, but it can’t. Not now. It must be a mindfuck.
Riggs goes still, then his body drops as it sinks in that it’s the wrong timeline. Jack wasn’t involved in what happened to his sister. He slides down the wall and stares at the floor.
“What was your role?” Felix asks again.
“To… to pick up girls. Some were assigned, some were my choice, others were Corbin’s.”
I tense at the name, glancing at Fae, but she gives nothing away.
“He made me watch,” Jack continues, his voice breaking. “I learnt everything through him. You had to get them to trust you first… then you broke them.”
“How?” Felix asks.
He doesn’t answer, so Felix takes the other big toe. The angle I tied him at forces him to choose between his shoulders or the open wounds to take the weight.
“By any means necessary,” Jack says and there is a steadiness in his voice I recognise. It always happens like this. They start defiant, then they beg, and right before the end they convince themselves they can turn it.
I scoff. His head snaps up to look at me.
“You should have seen how she bled,” he hisses as my body turns cold, “she was the best fuck I had out of all of them. She didn’t do much, but her cunt was so tight when she was passed out.”
It takes everything in me not to react. My heart rate spikes as the implication hits. I glance at Felix and he is frozen on the floor, the tools abandoned around him as he stares up at Jack.
“She took my cock beautifully.” He licks his lips and my ears start to ring as my blood pressure climbs. “Just the memory of Fisher’s cum spilling out of her when I was finished—”
“Shut up,” I say through gritted teeth, aware of Fae in the room.
“What’s he going on about?” she asks, looking between us.
“You don’t know?” he laughs.
“SHUT UP!” I snap, turning to Fae and reaching for her. “Come. Let’s go.”
“No,” she replies, stubborn. “Not until he tells me what he means.”
I tilt my head back, debating whether to just pick her up and get her out of here. Does she deserve to know? Will it help, or will it make it worse? Before I can decide, Jack opens his mouth.
“My cock was the second ever cock that fucked your tight little pussy, Fae,” he sneers and she frowns confused.
“Erm, no, we have never slept together,” she points at him, then looks at me. “You believe me, right?”
“Fae…” I start, but Jack cuts in, laughing.
“Yes, Fae, you remember the little devil that came to collect your medicine with Dr Fisher, don’t you? You never questioned what was in those IV bags. Always so trusting… and so beautiful when you passed out.”
Her eyes go wide and she stumbles into me. I catch her, holding her up as her breathing starts to pick up. I try to pull her towards the door, but her whole body begins to tremble as it hits her.
“Mmm, now you remember, you little slut.” He licks his lips. “You had exquisite medicine, baby girl.”
Her body goes taut and she shoves herself off me. She moves fast, heading straight for the tray, grabbing the hammer before charging at him. Felix barely gets out of the way in time.