Filed to story: The LORDS Series Free PDF by Shantel Tessier
“What is it?” I growl.
“It’s Gavin. The results are back…”
“And?” Kash snaps when he trails off.
“Benny was telling the truth. Hudson is Benny’s cousin.”
“That’s how Benny got inside Carnage,” Kash whispers. “If you were here with Isabella, then you knew how to get in and out.”
“But…but you didn’t have a Lords crest.” Charlotte frowns, just now learning the information that we already knew.
“That’s because he never passed the initiation,” I add. Not surprised both Benny and Hudson failed.
“Then how the fuck did he get so close to Isabella? No way she would have brought civilians to help her. The Lords would have never allowed that.”
Hudson’s laughter fills the basement. “They let her do whatever the fuck she wanted.”
Kash runs a hand down his face with a growl.
Getting a thought…I walk down the hallway to the cells and unlock the one that holds a prisoner. Opening the door, he shrinks back into the corner, shielding his face from the harsh light. “Let’s go.” I grab his hair and yank him to his feet and drag him out into the room, shoving him forward.
He cries out, his knees and hands slapping the concrete floor. “Do you know him?” I grip his hair and yank his head up to look at Hudson.
“Yeah. Yeah.” The guy rushes out. “He’s the one who hired me.”
“Shut the fuck up, you son of a bitch,” Hudson barks. “Fucking snitch.”
“Tell me everything you know, and I’ll make it quick.” I promise him.
He whimpers, closing his eyes tightly before they open and look up at me. “He??”
“Shut your goddamn mouth!” Hudson screams, yanking on his restraints.
“I’ll give you one minute to decide your fate.” I inform him, letting go of his hair.
He bows his head taking in a shaky breath. “He came to me. Showed me a picture of her. Gave me her name and address. Told me he’d pay me to keep an eye on her and would give me further instructions once I was ready. When I questioned what he meant by ready…he gave me a cell that had an app that tracked hers.” He rocks back and forth, hugging himself.
I nod my head in understanding. That’s how this motherfucker knew we were at the gas station that day. Her cell phone. They gave her that new cell, laptop and watch in order to monitor everyone she spoke to, everywhere she went. There was no way for her to escape them. “And?” I cross my arms over my chest.
“And…” he looks up licking his busted lips. “That day I followed you guys to the gas station…I had gotten a text earlier that morning giving me the green light.”
“Green light for what?” It’s Kash who demands when he doesn’t elaborate.
“He…he sent me ten thousand and told me I was able to do whatever I wanted to her. Make it rough…and messy.”
“Rape her?” I clarify, my skin on fire at the thought. “Why the gas station?” As much as the thought of him succeeding makes me fucking rage, his actions don’t make sense. If he had the resources to hurt her, why do it when she was with me? Why chance getting caught?
His shoulders shake and he leans forward, bowing his head once more and whispers. “He said it had to be done when she was with you.”
“He wanted you to leave her for me to find.” Looking up at Hudson, I see he’s glaring at the man on his knees. Reaching down, I grip the man’s hair once again and yank his head back to look up at the ceiling as I pull the pocketknife out of my pocket. Flipping it open, I bend down and slide it across the man’s exposed neck, pushing the blade deep into his skin. Blood instantly pours from the split skin, and I shove his body forward where he lies at Hudson’s feet and the blood puddles around the now dead body.
I hear my wife gag but I ignore her. I’m too wound up. I want to kill every single mother fucker that has ever had ill intentions against my wife. Taking a deep breath, I remind myself that death is the easy way out. It’s too quick.
Ignoring the dead guy, I place my attention on Hudson.
“Who went to Charlotte’s house with you?” That’s another piece I’m still missing. Charlotte said there were two guys there when she had the wine and I found her practically dead in her kitchen.
I went back and watched the cameras for that night. I needed to know if they had raped her. What had happened between her passing out and me showing up. Along with how much time had passed. The other guy never took his mask off to show his face.
He just laughs, and I find myself losing my patience.
“At Dollhouse, you told me that you had watched everything I did to her. How did you see it? I had cameras all over that house, and you were only ever there that one time.” The one time my dumb ass didn’t check them.
“We gave her that phone,” he answers with a bloody smile. “Every text, video, or picture that you sent her, I saw.”
He looks at Charlotte, and his laughter fills the basement. “You were so stupid, bitch. Your mother was actually worried that you wouldn’t crawl on your hands and knees to Haidyn. I knew you’d be easy, though. I assured her that she didn’t need the added hormones to your IV treatments. But she said it couldn’t hurt. That she would do anything to make sure you were his willing whore, begging him to do anything to you.”
My teeth grind, but I let him talk. I want him to run his mouth. He knows we’ve caught him, but he thinks he’s won when it comes to my wife. I’ll let him continue to think that.
He looks at me and goes on. “You also set up cameras all over her house, and I was able to connect to them.”
Motherfucker. I never thought to have Adam secure the ones I installed in her house. Why would I? I thought that I had the upper hand.
CHARLOTTE
I lean my back against the wall. My eyes shoot from Saint to Kashton and then my husband. He’s got his back to me, facing the opposite wall that has Hudson chained to it.
He licks his bloody lips and just smiles.
Haidyn shifts his stance, getting irritated. The Lords ignore the dead guy lying naked at Hudson’s feet.
“Haidyn?” Tyson speaks up and holds out a phone to my husband. “My guys found this in his pocket when they loaded him back at Dollhouse.”
Haidyn takes the phone, and I look down at it as he skims through contacts before going to his pictures and video. He stops on one and presses play.
My voice fills the basement from the phone in my husband’s hand. “Pl-ease,” I cry.
Haidyn’s voice is heard next. “Please what?” he demands.
“Please…fuck my ass.” I sob, and Haidyn ends the video before anything else can be heard.
The phone begins to shake in Haidyn’s hand, and he looks up at Hudson.
“I saw it all,” he says, laughing.
“When I decide I’m done with you, you will have no dignity left. All you will know is me. All you will want is me.” Haidyn’s words echo in my mind from the day we returned to my house after the enema. He was right. I no longer have any dignity because it didn’t bother me at all that the other Lords in this room just heard me begging Haidyn to fuck my ass when we were in my basement.
Haidyn tosses the phone to his right, and Tyson catches it midair. Haidyn rushes over to Hudson and begins to untie him from the wall. Hudson tries his best to run off, but Haidyn wraps an arm around his neck from behind.
I’m pushed back into the wall by Kashton who comes to stand in front of me in a protective manner.
“Help me secure him,” Haidyn growls and tosses him onto a metal table in the center of the room.
It’s the same one that I watched them strap Haidyn to before they waterboarded him. I swallow the awful taste in my mouth, refusing to miss what is about to happen. I’m going to prove to these Lords that I can see what they can dish out.
Saint and Tyson both go to the end of the table and secure Hudson’s ankles, then his thighs along with his stomach, arms, chest, and last, his neck. He’s screaming and fighting as Haidyn steps away and goes over to a wall lined with cabinets. He opens and closes several of them, obviously looking for something.