Stripping Callum (Last Hangman MC Book 6)(68)

“Where are we going?”

“We’re going to get Callum,” Bennett says patting my shoulder as Jase drives.

“How do you know where he is?”

“Whoever took the picture made sure it was traceable.” Bennett shows me, and I nod.

Today was supposed to be a good day, and it turned to shit. We were all happy and going on about our day, but someone had to f*ck that up. I’m going to make sure the * who has Callum is going to suffer a slow and painful death.

No one hurts my family without consequences. No one.





Callum

Blow after blow, after blow. I gave up counting how many times Shane, Alina’s ex, has hit me. I thought this was about getting it all out, telling me why he’s done the things he’s done but apparently, he’s just dead set on making me pass out before he has the chance to hit me with his words.

“You’re a tough motherf*cker,” he snarls.

“You have no idea.” I spit out blood. My head is killing me from the repetitive blows it received. My shoulder seems out of place, and I feel the full impact of the bike crash I had earlier or was it another day? I can’t be sure.

“So, tell me something, Callum. How did it feel to watch Alina and Billy being burnt to a crisp in her car?” He smirks, planting a chair in front of me.

“Fuck you,” I say emotionlessly. I don’t want him to know how much it still affects me.

“Now, now, I just want to know. It wasn’t easy for me. I mean, Alina was a nice piece of ass, but it had to be done.” He shrugs. Nothing makes sense anymore. I thought he did that because she dumped him for me.

“I thought you loved her.”

“Ah! That’s a good one, Callum. See, I never loved Alina. I never wanted to be with her, but it was all part of the plan. She was in on it in the beginning.”

“What?” I’m baffled by what he’s saying.

“You didn’t know? Ah man, I feel bad now. I’m not alone in this either. I’ve always had someone helping me. How do you think I keep tabs on you so well?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Someone very special, who sadly couldn’t join us today, has been working hard behind the scene to make your life a living hell. Any guesses?” He circles around me.

“No.”

“Oh, come on. You’re no fun! At least give it a try.”

“My father,” I say through gritted teeth.

“Ding, ding, ding, we have a winner!” he exclaims.

“He’s dead.”

“That’s where you’re wrong. After you left him for dead, he got better and swore to get his vengeance one day. He looked for you for years and when he finally found, you were deployed with the Marines. He tried to get someone’s help to ruin you, and that’s where I come into play. You might think I’m just a f*cked up man who wants to make another one’s life a living hell and while that’s somewhat true, we’ve met before.”

“I don’t f*cking know you,” I say, feeling like I’m going to pass out.

“Technically, you don’t, I’ll give you that. The thing is, you kicked my ass one day and stole my car. I had a good look at you and not long after, I met your father. He was asking around if we had seen you, showing your picture and I recognized the little shit who stole my car. I jumped on the occasion to get my revenge, and his way to get it was way better than mine so I followed his plan,” he says as if he was telling someone a funny story.

“Why didn’t you kill me instead of Alina?”

“See, we had to go through steps to break you the way we wanted. First, we had to wait for you to come back from war. Then, we had to find a woman who’d be willing to seduce you for a fair amount of money. We found Alina in a whorehouse and bought her off. She was grateful that we got her out of there, but your father and I had many goes with her. Sometimes we even tag teamed her. Her sweet * was heaven. Don’t you agree?”

“You son of a bitch!” I yell, pulling on the restraints.

“Easy, tiger, you’re going to hurt yourself. Anyway, we got her to agree to do whatever we wanted, and that included seducing you and making you believe that she was in a bad relationship with me and that you’d be saving her. That the warrior in you would do the right thing and save the damsel in distress.”

“What was the point of your plan? It’s ridiculous to bring me a woman who had my kid.” I don’t know if it’s because I’m losing my fight and accepting it or if it’s because it really makes no sense, but I’m confused as f*ck.

“She was supposed to dump you and hurt you. That was the first part of the plan, but of course, you had to do things otherwise. She fell in love with you and wanted out. That’s when things got complicated for us in the beginning. We had planned on having other girls seduce you and have Alina catch you cheating on her and dump you, which would break your heart and send you into a downward spiral but you ma—”

“That is the most ridiculous plan I’ve ever heard.” I laugh, and it hurts every muscle in my body.

“Shut up!” He hits me again, and my head snaps back. “Your father’s plan, not mine. We hadn’t worked out all the details. Anyway, you got married and had a kid. We decided to let you think that things were all hunky dory and you had your fun with her, a sample of the good life. A job, a wife, a kid, a house paid for. You were living the American dream, but we couldn’t let you do that. That’s when we started with the phone calls. We both wanted you done for.