LEILANI
"I just want to go." I cried to my captor.
He tsked and narrowed his eyes. "Not so fast, Lani. I have some questions for you."
My mind raced. Questions? What did he want?
"If you don’t answer them to my liking, my pal Gary over here is going to take out some of his aggression on you."
His eyes slid down my body, then back to my face. "Though I might need to get a little something out of my system first."
My heart folded in on itself. I might have been sheltered all my life, I might have taken classes and schooled in the convent, but I still know things.
I swallowed in terror and horror. His insinuation....!
"Aw, come on." He grinned, the scar stretching across his jaw. "I’m not so bad."
I shook my head, tears welling and streaking down my cheeks. "P-please—"
"Let’s get started." He whipped his jacket off and handed it to Gary, then began rolling up his sleeves. "How do you know The Killer Machine?"