FORTY-SEVEN | TORTURE
Matt
Taylor was tucked in bed fast asleep, and she was safe. I would never have to worry about something happening when she was out of my sight again, and I’ve never been more relieved.
I stood in the basement watching as Tyson and Kade snapped silver-coated shackles onto Drew’s wrists and hoisted him up into the air. I had no idea how much tranquilizer Tyson had given him, but he was basically comatose the entire ride home.
“You gentlemen ready to wake him up?” Tyson asked.
“Absolutely. I’ve waited long enough,” I said, stepping closer to Drew’s dangling body.
Kade walked over to the table in the corner and picked up a syringe and a blow torch.
“Which one? I’m sure either will get the job done.”
“Why not both?”
He smiled at me, then handed me the blowto
