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Standing back to admire his handiwork, Jack towered over Thorne,grinning. “I have to say, that was fucking easier than I thought it would be.”
“It’s about fucking time we had some luck on our side,” Miles said,kicking Thorne’s side, but the cunt didn’t stir. With a menacing grin spreading on his face, Miles met my eye. “Ready to see what the psychopath’s insides look like?”
My own menacing grin took over my lips.
Max Thorne was about to die.
And it was going to be fucking glorious.
Chapter 24
Kai
MilesandIdeserveda fucking medal for the restraint we showed aswe transported an unconscious Thorne to the spot in the woods we’d picked out. If it wasn’t for wanting the cunt awake to feel every slice of our blades, every bone we would break, he would have been dead long before we arrived.
We weren’t gentle with him as we yanked his unconscious form out ofthe van, and dragged him through the woods. We were in the middle of nowhere, and once we were through with him, the only people who would know where his dead body was would be me and Miles.
We’d left half the team searching my family home in hopes they couldfind what Miles needed to hack the security system. Jack and Tank drove us to the location we’d picked out, but they’d stayed by the van as we dragged Thorne deep into the woods to a spot where no one would ever discover the cunt.
A fitting end for an egotistical psychopath.
After dragging him through the dark woods, we strapped the fuckerup to a thick tree, removing every stitch of clothing he wore, bar his white briefs. Neither of us needed to see the asshole’s junk. Heavy chains wrapped around his chest, preventing his upper body from moving. His arms were pulled behind the tree trunk as far back as they would go, and tethered with more chains preventing his hands from moving. His feet were also chained around the base of the tree.
By the time we were done, there was zero chance Thorne wasbreaking free.
He started to come around in the van, but until we were ready to dealwith him, we didn’t want him awake. No doubt he’d press every one of our buttons to get us to snap. With the way both Miles and I were struggling to hold on to our temper, it was a strong possibility we wouldn’t have made it anywhere near the woods before one of us broke.
To keep him quiet, Miles shoved a chloroform rag over Thorne’smouth, and the psycho fell back to sleep. Once he was chained to the tree, his head drooping in slumber, Miles and I set to work, digging a deep hole in the ground which would soon become the final resting place for the fucker.
We worked in silence, and by the time we were done, the two of uswere covered in dirt and sweat. It wouldn’t be too much longer until we were covered in his blood, and I was only too happy to get my hands dirty for a worthwhile cause.
With the hole dug, and the early morning rays beginning to light upthe sky, we were ready for the bastard to wake up so we could begin.
“You good?” I asked Miles, realizing he’d been staring at Thorne for afew minutes, his jaw clenched tightly, his body vibrating with a rage that rivaled my own.
“I will be when this fucker takes his last breath,” Miles replied throughgritted teeth, never taking his eyes from Thorne’s limp form. “I want him to hurt, Kai, I want him to feel nothing but the pain I feel. But I also can’t stand the cunt breathing for another second. It’s takingeverythingin me not to slice him open right now.”
The pain in his tone was evident. No matter how much Thornescreamed, it would never bring Theo back to us. While I missed my brother, missed him more than I would ever admit, I’d made peace with his death. If Theo hadn’t been killed, I never would have met Riley. Now that I had her in my life, the hole left behind by Theo’s death wasn’t as gaping as it had once been.
But Miles, he didn’t have anyone. Maybe things with him and Sofiawould work out, or maybe he’d find happiness some other way, but for him, there’d always be a piece of him buried with Theo.
I put my hand on his shoulder and gave it a reassuring squeeze, andhe met my face with wide eyes. There was only one person I showed affection to, but she was the one person who made me less of a cold-hearted bastard and able to show affection to those I loved, and I fucking loved my cousin.
“Do what you need to do, Miles. If you want to drag this out for thenext few days, I’m with you. If you want to end him quickly, I’m with you. Whatever you need.”
He held my gaze, and unless I was mistaken, his eyes appeared towater. But composing himself, he took a breath and gave me a nod.
“Let’s get this over with. If I have to look at his face for much longer,I’m likely to slit my own throat,” he said, determination etched on his face.
As he moved towards Thorne’s body, knife in hand, I stepped behindthe tree and out of Thorne’s line of sight so Miles could take the lead.
“Wakey, wakey, psycho cunty,” Miles growled before slappingThorne’s cheeks hard several times, the sound of his palms crashing against Thorne’s face echoed into the forest. I chuckled at Miles’ little rhyme.
There was the briefest movement of Thorne’s body as he came toand tried to move his arms, but when he realized he couldn’t, he raised his head.
“Wh...where...am...I?” he said, his voice disoriented.
“About to start your journey to hell,” Miles said, his voice emotionless. Miles usually wore his heart on his sleeve, but I knew he wouldn’twant to give Thorne any satisfaction in seeing how much he was hurting.
