RYDER
Even from a distance, I could hear Jake’s screams as he was held down and tortured. It was a pity that he was in this state, but his case wasn’t getting any better, especially when no one could account for where he had been on the twelfth.
The entire club was on edge. We have lost too much money, and if Jake wasn’t the rat, then someone else was sitting comfortably among us, waiting for the perfect opportunity to stab us in the back again.
Pushing the warehouse door open, I dipped my hands into my pockets and pulled out my leather gloves. L
Kane stood at the corner of the room, leaning against one of the metal drums with a cigarette dangling from his lips, his expression dark, the kind that warned people to stay the hell away from him.
“Is he saying anything?” I asked, slipping
