Trusting Nicole (The Last Hangman MC #4)(46)

“The only way for men like you and me to survive in this world is to grab it by the throat and never let go. We can’t afford to get close to women. We’re a danger to them.”

“You think I don’t know that? I love her, I need her in my life even if that means going half way across the world with new identities.”

“Da. She’s safe. Trust me.” He smiles which both creeps me out and reassures me at the same time.

“I have things to do.” I look at him one last time before disappearing downstairs.

I don’t do my usual ritual. I don’t have the luxury of time today. I have to get the truth out of him fast.

“Are you going to talk?” I circle him, holding pliers in my hand.

“About what?” he asks shaking.

“I want to know everything the Disciples have planned.”

“I don’t know anything. They wouldn’t tell me any details, I was just a prospect, now I’m nothing. I ran away from them, they are probably after me as well!” he whines.

“Think hard, I’m sure you know a few things that could be useful.”

“I swear I don’t know anything!” He starts to cry.

“Alright, here’s how it’s going to go. For every question you don’t answer, I’m going to pull one of your teeth out. It’s been a while since I’ve done it so it might get messy and it will be very painful, but I’m guessing you’ve figured that out already.” I smirk when I see him pale. I enjoy this way too much.

“I don’t have anything to say.” he says with a shuddering breath.

“If you’re sure.” I pry his mouth open and pull out one of his front teeth. He screams in pain and blood pours into his mouth.

“Again. Where are the Disciples hiding?”

“I don’t know!”

“Wrong answer.” I pull out another one of his teeth. The feeling of his tooth dislodging from his gum and the grinding noise it makes is music to my ears but makes me want to throw up.

“STOP IT PLEASE!” he screams.

“Then speak up!” I yell at him, getting in his face.

“They used the Kings old warehouse to hide out when I was with them but that’s all I know, they keep changing their location.” He spits blood out.

“See, it wasn’t that hard. You could have kept your teeth had you talked sooner.” I shrug.

For the next thirty minutes I ask him a multitude of questions and he only answers two. I’m so glad when he refuses to answer. I’ve missed this feeling of power. Taking someone’s teeth out without numbing the gums is both extremely painful and bloody, but also very satisfying for me. The noise it makes, the pain it causes, the rush of blood that pumps out after you rip the tooth from the gum is glorious. It’s the same rush that people get when they’re high or just had an orgasm. No wonder I love it so much.

I smirk at him and grab a knife from my back pocket.

“I’m surprised you’re still conscious and I wish I could stay longer to play with you, but I don’t have the time. I have a woman and my friends to go and save, something you never had amongst those bastards.” I throw the blade in the air a couple of times and catch it before I walk behind him and pull his head towards me, exposing his throat. “Any last words?”

“I’m so sorry for what they are about to do to you and your friends but I doubt any of you will make it out alive.”

“What a waste of your last words.” I slowly slide the sharp edge of the blade along his throat, cutting through the skin and thick muscles in his neck, through the arteries and his trachea. He struggles for air as blood rushes down his throat and out his mouth. I stand there, watching the life slip from him as all of his blood seeps out of him. He coughs one last time before letting out his final blood laced breath. I get lost in the scene in front of me, remembering the many times I’ve done it before. I look down at my hands and clothes and the realization of what I’ve just done hits me harder than I thought it ever would.

I’m a f*cking monster, no wonder people want me dead.

How can Nicole want me knowing what I do and how much I enjoy doing it?

I need to see her. I need her to see the monster I’ve become.

I know she’d be better off without me, but unless she makes the decision that she doesn’t want me, I’ll never be strong enough to stay away from her.





CHAPTER 17




Nicole

I’ve had to spend pretty much the entire day at the compound because the guys received intel that the Disciples were going to show up at Viv’s bar. Usually I don’t mind spending time here, but I hate feeling like I’m stuck here because some f*cking * wants revenge. Never try to f*ck with one of us, we might not get out unscathed, but you won’t get out of it alive.

I keep checking my phone to see if I’ve received any messages from Jase. I know it’s only been a couple of hours, but with how things are going at the moment, I’m a f*cking nervous mess. I’m not a worrier usually, but this time, I am. I have a bad feeling that something terrible is going to happen. That was the only good thing about going to a college so far away, I didn’t have to worry about all the shit the guys were getting themselves into.

I know they outnumber the Disciples by a long shot, so that’s somewhat reassuring, but I can’t help worrying that something is going to happen to one of them, even to the other two MCs that I don’t know very well. I don’t want anyone to get hurt. I start pacing the bar area, going crazy after waiting for so long.