be surprised to know who’s helping me. I’m not gonna tell you either. Anyone you let in your daily lives could be the rat,” Neil says, taunting us all as I look around the room.
We’re all confused about who would be helping him. It’s not Maria because she hasn’t been in contact with him. Everyone else we’ve discovered has already been taken care of. Neil is either full of shit or we have another rat. We’ll have to figure out who that man, or woman, is.
Holding it in my hands, I walk around Neil. His body begins trembling as he realizes what I’ve been saying is true. No one is going to come to his rescue. Not this time. While we’ve been out looking, we may have been paying all of his little minion’s visits. They like their lives too much and want to keep living instead of joining him in shallow graves. Or watching their families disappear from their lives.
Standing back in front of him, I raise it and slam it into his left knee. Neil screams out like a little bitch. Without missing a beat, his right knee receives the same treatment. He’s now hanging strictly from his wrists since I’ve shattered his knees.
“See, Gwen has been tellin’ me about the things you’ve done to her,” I growl out, letting the rage and venom flow out as I raise the bat once more.
This time my target is his cock. I don’t hold anything back as I slam the bat into him as hard as I possibly can. Each one of my brothers cringe and cup themselves as I repeatedly smash his cock and nuts over and over again. There’s almost nothing left by the time I’m done with him. Honestly, he really doesn’t need his cock or nuts any longer. Grabbing my knife once more, I slice the appendage off which caused my girl so much pain in her life.
Stepping back, I let my brothers take their turns with Neil. Each man lands multiple shots on his body until it’s Stryker’s turn. He picks up pliers and begins to rip out all of his nails. Then he yanks out his teeth. From there, he cuts off several fingers before using the blow torch on them to ensure he doesn’t bleed out. Stryker also uses it on other areas I’ve inflicted damage to ensure he stays alive until we’re ready to kill him.
“Well, I don’t know about you, but I think it’s time for a beer,” Playboy says. “Let this fucker hang here for a while before we send down Tommy and Rich to do their damage. I don’t want to look at the piece of shit any longer.”
We all agree with him and begin making our way upstairs. Each one of us head to our rooms to shower and wash the filth of Neil off our bodies and change clothes before heading back to the women. The only thing I think about as I quickly shower is it’s no fun to torture a man like Neil when he’s passed the fuck out. He needs to be alert when we inflict our damage on his body. He’s already covered in bruising and a few cuts. Stryker using the blow torch on him made him pass the hell out. Slim will have Doc come in and ensure he remains alive until we no longer want him breathing.
Once I’m all cleaned up and dressed in different clothes, I make my way out to my wife. She needs to know there is no reason to feel fear anymore or look over her shoulder whenever she happens to leave the compound. We’ve tied up all the loose ends where Neil is concerned and only have her father left to deal with. I’ll be taking care of that little problem later on tonight.
Gwen and I are up in our room after spending most of the day in the common room with everyone. Now is when I’ll talk to her about things. She deserves to know and I don’t have to worry about her telling anyone because this is something she wants to happen. Gwen is loyal as fuck to the club and me. No one will ever know what happened to the two main men who made it their mission to fill her with fear and torture her in numerous ways.
“Sparrow, we need to talk,” I tell her, helping her sit on the bed before crouching down in front of her. “Earlier, I got