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"Don't worry. We won't kill you." Xander used zip ties to tie the wrists to the headboard. "Death doesn't allow you to suffer enough for what you've done."
"You got this?" Kacey stepped back.
"Gladly." Xander pulled out a plastic catheter tube from his pocket, a small torch, a length of string, and his knife. "His phone is on the nightstand. See what's there before you go check out that computer."
Ron's breathing intensified, the only movement of his body being his chest rising and falling in heavy quick breaths.
"Don't worry. The drug just paralyzes you for a while. You'll be almost back to normal in about an hour. Good as new, minus a few parts of your body. We have to make sure you can't ever hurt another child." Xander tied the string around Ron's cock and balls. This was Xander's favorite part. The moment the perp realized what was about to be done to them. "That fear you're feeling right now, do you think it's even close to the fear those children you abused felt? Do you think they wanted to get away from you as badly as you want to get away from me?"
"The phone is locked. I'll be in the living room." Kacey didn't pay the man any attention as he walked out of the room.
Xander smiled. "What secrets do you have around the house for us to find? Any information on your friends? We're going to find everyone you work with. Every child abuser there is. We're going to bring you all down." He lifted the string around the man's cock to pull the cock and balls away from his body. Once tight, he took the razor-sharp blade and sliced, cutting the cock and balls off easily. He quickly inserted the catheter into place, then took the torch and cauterized the area to stop the bleeding. It was a messy, ugly job, but he was happy to do it. He raised his gaze to Ron. "Hurts, doesn't it? But just like you didn't care when you hurt those kids, I don't care that I hurt you. Without your cock, you won't be hurting any more children, will you?" He reached for the string still tied around the cock and balls. "Did you want to keep this for a souvenir? Maybe something to remind you of your sins?" He set the dismembered appendage on the man's chest.
Tears fell down Ron's cheeks, but he couldn't move to do anything about it. He felt the pain but couldn't respond to it.
"Don't worry, we'll call for an ambulance before we leave. We won't let you die here. We want the world to know what you've done. Everyone will know you're a pedophile." The scent of blood and burned skin filled the room. Xander gathered his supplies, putting them in a plastic baggy before shoving them back into his pocket. "You can think about how great life will be without your cock as you wait for help." Xander winked at him before stepping away from the bed.
He took a moment to make sure they'd left no evidence behind, opened and closed a few dresser drawers to see if there was anything hidden, then set a thumb drive on the dresser for the police to find. The word evidence written in very small letters along it. It would be enough to keep him from ever working with children again, if he ever got out of jail.
Xander smiled at the man. "It's been a pleasure." He turned and walked out of the room. He found Kacey in the living room, downloading the hard drive of the computer. "Got something?"
"A file of children's names. Not sure what they mean. I didn't have time to look through it. I'm downloading everything to be sure we don't miss anything. Is it me or are they extra stupid here in Nevada? Who the hell keeps evidence on their computers?"
"Someone who doesn't think they'll ever get caught." Xander glanced through a stack of letters beside the computer. "Did you look in other rooms?"
"Glanced in to make sure we didn't have a victim in one but didn't search. Didn't see anything that grabbed my attention," Kacey told him. "I need about three more minutes if you want to look closer."
Xander tossed the mail back on the desk and headed back through the house, opening doors, and wandering rooms, looking for anything that might help them know more about the trafficking ring that Ron was working with. He found nothing.
By the time he made it back out of the hall, Kacey was pocketing the thumb drive. Xander glanced around the windows, making sure there was still no one around. He gave Kacey a nod and they both used the sliding glass door to walk out into the backyard. Neither of them spoke until they were safely inside the car.
"Give me a few to get out of the neighborhood, then call it in." Kacey started the car.
"Calling home now." Xander used the burner phone to call Bryon. "STK completed." He ended the call without saying more.
"We'll dump this stuff and get home. Hopefully, we've got more evidence to weed through." Kacey focused on the road.
Once they were far enough away, Xander called for an ambulance to the location. One more pedophile stopped. With the number of children victimized, it hardly seemed enough, but one by one, the team did make a difference. Xander had no regrets for what they had done.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Bryon woke aroused and longed for the woman who usually slept beside him. He missed rolling over and burying his face in her hair first thing in the morning. Talking on the phone was nice, but it wasn't enough. They seldom spent time apart and his body reminded him just how good he'd had it over the last ten or so years since he'd met her. He didn't like being away from her.
For a brief moment, he thought about calling her, maybe catching her in bed so they could do a little verbal play over the phone, but then realized it was only six in the morning. If he called and woke her this early for phone sex, she'd be anything but accommodating. To put it simply, Becca wasn't a morning person.
Today he had to talk to Geo about plans to find him a home. He dreaded the talk. While he would make sure they found him a good home, he worried Geo might run away to live on the streets again at the first sign of trouble. No foster home was perfect and there were bound to be fights, especially through the teenage years. He'd make sure he voiced his concerns and kept a close eye on Geo wherever he ended up.
He was excited when Beau had called the night before to tell him they were going to adopt Eric if they didn't find a relative of his. Beau and Parson were great parents and would be perfect fathers to Eric if he lived with them. Bryon had no hesitation at all allowing the child to stay with them. Now he just had to worry about Tera and Geo.
Bryon rolled out of bed, ignoring his hard-on. He'd never like masturbating alone and could wait until he was back in Becca's arms to find his pleasure. A cold shower would solve his issue. He headed for the bathroom, relieved himself, then cranked the shower on. He didn't wait for it to warm up. He climbed in and sighed as the cooler water washed over him, taking quick care of his erection.
After drying off and getting dressed, he made his way to the kitchen. He pulled out a couple of frozen breakfast burritos from the freezer and popped them in the microwave before he started making coffee.
"You're up early." Xander wandered into the kitchen.
"I could say the same about you. Especially since you didn't get in until late this morning." Bryon pulled a second coffee mug out and set it beside his as he waited for the coffee to brew.
"Pull out another. Matt's not far behind. We didn't get to sleep. We ended up talking all night." Xander pulled on his beard, something he did a lot when he had things on his mind.
