Chapter 38

From there, everything went as planned—as far as I recall. Of course by the time the cops showed up, I was lucky I remembered my name.

Gavin told me later, after I’d begun to recover from what the bastards did to me, that Lorne had called the police. At least, in the process of cutting and beating me, and breaking a few fingers in an attempt to make me talk, they had bragged about what they’d done to Kyler, and a couple of other guys Durant wanted eliminated. Gavin had heard and recorded every word they said before deciding it was time to get me out of there. He grabbed Lorne from where he was watching the side door of the Rotunda, and they stormed the citadel, so to speak. Gavin’s words, not mine. Lorne had made it his business to call the police, even though that wasn’t part of our plan. I found out I owed him for that. A few more minutes with Durant’s men and I wouldn’t have been here to tell the story.