RYDER
A wailing Benjamin got dropped to the floor in the middle of the crowd.
The excessive bleeding from having his tongue cut off made him choke and cough violently. I know he isn’t going to last long if he keeps losing blood, but I do not care. He made his choice. This is the price.
“What is going on?!” Horse hissed in fear as he staggered backward, avoiding Benjamin’s blood spreading across the floor.
“You wanted to know who the rat amongst us is!” I roared. “There you have it.”
Stretching my hand toward Logan, he placed Benjamin’s severed tongue on my palm. I lifted it high for everyone to see, making sure every bastard in the room got a good look.
“You know the rule. Snitch against the club or betray your brothers, and we will make damn sure it is the last thing you ever do.”
