Chapter Fifty-Two
Keegan's head snapped back as the man's fist connected with his jaw. The pain was so intense that he wasn't sure if this new hit had even registered in his brain or if he had already reached the maximum amount of agony that he could feel.
"Where is she?"
Keegan peered out of one eye that he forced open a quarter inch. The man was the size of The Hulk. He'd have stood out anywhere, but his blond spiked hair and his humongous muscles were in complete contrast to the other men in the room, who were half his size and dark-skinned.
The next blow hit Keegan full in the stomach. He'd have surely crumpled forward but, since his arms were pinned behind him on a steel chair, he couldn't do more than let his head hang down on his chest.
The door opened and closed. "What's going
