His eyes clear, and then he yanks me against him, hugging me close. “Why the fuck didn’t I think of that?”
“Because it’s been a long fucking day,” Rome replies. “Let’s do this.”
Mateo kisses me hard and then pushes my hair behind my ear. “I’m going to get you answers.”
“Thank you.”
The men walk out after they each kiss their wives, and the butterflies in my stomach wake up.
“I think this is what’s going to work,” I tell the others as I finally let myself get excited. “Not the gala, butthis. Because those men downstairs know where my sister’s being held.”
“I have a good feeling about it too,” Natasha says as she and Lulu sit on the couch. “Our men are excellent at interrogation. If there’s something to find out, they’ll get it.”
“I want to see the cell,” I admit, pulling my lip through my teeth. “Like, I want to know what it looks like and what they do in there.”
“No, you don’t,” Lulu says, shaking her head. “None of us does. I’ve seen them be ruthless, and when they’re in that mode, they’renotour husbands.”
“They don’t just ask questions,” Scarlett adds. “Because if they did that, no one would talk. They have tools down there, and theymakethe people in those cells give information until they finally kill them. It’s not quick. It’s not like it is in the movies, Violet. If you saw your man doing what they do down there, you’d never see him the same way again. It’s none of our business.”
I take a ragged breath and decide that I definitelydon’twant to see what goes on in the cell.
“Anyone want a tattoo?”
They laugh and shake their heads.
“Fine. Anyone want to see my new rooftop that Mateo gave me? He proposed up there.”
“Yes.Thatwe want to see,” Natasha says as she stands and then helps Lulu to her feet. “Lead the way.”
Forty
MATEO
This guy’s screams are music to my fucking ears.
We decided to separate the two men so we could play them against each other and take turns in the two cells. After about an hour, they’re still not talking.
But we’re getting closer.
Julian and I are in this cell together with our number twos, and Carson and Rome are next door.
“He told us that you’re the idiot soldier,” I sneer in the guy’s face, and his eyes, both swollen, fill with anger.He doesn’t like that.“Not very smart. Easy to fuck with.”
“Go fuck yourself.”
I shake my head and turn to Julian who’s already holding a knife.
“Fingers?” He asks.
“Definitely.”
My brother takes a lot of joy in removing appendages. If this asshole doesn’t start talking, he won’t have arms and legs for much longer.
“Which hand do you use to jack off?” Julian asks him calmly.
“Go to hell.”
Julian shrugs and slices through all four of the guy’s fingers of his right hand, sparing his thumb, making him bellow in pain once more.