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The smirk on Matteo’s face said it all. There was no heroin or smuggling. There was simply a man who had fucked with a member of Matteo’s family.

Isaac smiled.

“Good. I’m glad that asshole is suffering.” Staring into his glass of whiskey, Isaac gathered up the courage to ask. “What is it you need me to do?”

“Go to the prison and see your uncle. Perhaps he’s been in contact with your brother since his release from prison and knows his whereabouts. That might give us the information we need to locate and take down these guys.”

He hated the idea of seeing his uncle once again. Staring into the face of the man who sold him like a worthless object when he was just a child.

Then he thought about all the women who had also been violated. His being uncomfortable around his uncle was worth the pain if it helped to free these women and put an end to this horrible nightmare.

“I’ll do it.”

14

JARED

It had been two hours since they returned home, and Isaac still hadn’t come to his room. Jared wondered what could be keeping him. It was after midnight. It wasn’t like Matteo would send him off on an errand at this hour.

Perhaps he had given Isaac some bad news? Isaac didn’t have any family, he wasn’t seeing anyone, and as far as he knew, Isaac hadn’t done anything to piss anyone off. So, what could be keeping him?

His gut was telling him that something didn’t feel right.

Hopping off his bed, Jared threw on a shirt and made his way next door to Isaac’s bedroom.

He knocked twice, then waited for Isaac to answer.

Nothing.

Was he asleep?

He doubted it. The boy was twenty-five years old; he wasn’t passing up the opportunity to get some dick just so he could get a good night’s sleep.

Hell, most twenty-five-year-olds would rather spend a whole night fucking, and then head right into work with no sleep than pass up on an opportunity to have someone play with their dick.

It was guy priority number one.

Jared knocked again.

Still no answer.

He decided to try the doorknob.

Bingo!Door unlocked!

“Sonic? You in here?” Jared asked, cautiously pushing open the door, then taking a step into the darkness.

Was this some kind of kinky, sexy game? A naked hide and seek? Perhaps Isaac had some sort of “break-and-enter, attacker, force me down on the floor and fuck me until I can’t see straight” fantasy he had yet to tell him about?

Holding Isaac down and force-feeding him his cock… that could be a lot of fun.

Jared smirked to himself.

Okay, seriously, where the fuck was this guy?

Making his way across the room in the silent dark, Jared stopped at Isaac’s bed and ran his hand over the surface.

It was cold. No one had lay down on its surface in quite some time.

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