Page 24 of Babe's Bounty

“Bullshit. There’s always a choice.”

“Who was she? What did you want with her?” I ask.

“I don’t know,” he stammers.

The four of us look at each other. “Do we believe him?” I ask.

Bush snorts. “Fuck, no. Maybe he’ll be more forthcoming once we give him a taste of what they did to her.” Without warning, Bush unleashes a barrage of jabs into our guest’s gut and rib cage. The sound of bones breaking echoes around the room, along with the asshole’s screams.

“Now, let’s start with your name,” Bush says.

“Kevin,” he squeaks out when Bush draws his fist back.

“Good. Now, Kevin, who was the woman you were going to kill?”

“Her name was Angie, that’s all I know. They never said her last name while they questioned her. Just her first.”

“What information did they want from her?”

“They’re looking for someone. Vivian and Colin Chambers. They owned Chambers Medical Group with her husband before they split up. They’re trying to find out where they went.”

“Why the fuck is Jordan interested in them?” I ask.

Kevin shakes his head, the sweat beading on his forehead flying off. “Not Jordan. Some Asian guy. He hired Jordan to help him find the doctor.”

“Who’s the guy?”

“Don’t know,” Kevin says, his eyes widening when Bush steps forward. “I swear. They never said his name. But I swear the guy is just off the boat from China. Or Japan. I can’t tell them apart.” I roll my eyes at his comment. No wonder other cultures hate us. We’re too lazy to understand the world we live in.

“Did they say why they’re looking for the doctor?”

“No. But he wants to find her. I heard Jordan crowing about how much the guy’s paying him to grab women and hurt them. He said it’s like what they say. Do what you love and the money will follow.” He gulps when he sees the rage on our faces.

“Where is Jordan now?”

“I don’t know. He has places all over Chicago. He prefers abandoned buildings. I think he has a house, but I’ve never been there.”

“What about the men who flew in from San Diego? Where are they?” I ask.

“I don’t know. They came to the church first, but Jordan sent them to a different location. I don’t know where. I’m telling you, I know nothing. My job is to guard the property and watch over the—”

I narrow my eyes at him when his voice trails off. “Over the what?”

He gulps, and I know he’s about to lie to us as his eyes dart around the room.

“Valuables.”

“What the fuck do they have at a church that’s valuable?” Rush asks with a snort.

“Girls,” I supply and see my guess has hit the mark when our captive flinches. “Min found a young woman in the basement. Naked.”

“You fucking piece of shit!” Torque explodes, whipping out a knife and slashing him across the chest.

His scream cuts off when Torque fists his hair and yanks his head back, placing the knife against his throat. Did you fucking rape her?”

His eyes widen in fear as he frantically tries to shake his head. “The girls are only there for Jordan and his chosen few.”

“How many?” I shout at him.