But before I could move, Ty's fist smashed into my jaw. The force knocked me into more wire, stabbing into my face. I reached out blindly to catch myself but only tangled in more barbs.
"Where is he, Hadley?" Ty asked.
"I don't know," I croaked.
"You're lying." He sighed as if this whole thing was an inconvenience for him. Then he knotted his hand into my hair, yanked my head down several barbs, and back through the hole into the bedroom.
Blood rivered down one eye, shading the room behind him in a painful red. No way would I be going back in there with him and his talk of torture still echoing in my ears. Because this conversation was over.
Bent over as I was, I flashed out a hand, grabbed everything between Ty's legs, and twisted as hard as I could. Agony blazed to my fingertips, p
