Chapter Nineteen

Valor

LEAVING SAVANNAH IN the common room to eat her lunch, I make my way to the basement leaving a few guys up with my family. Everyone else is already downstairs and waiting on me to find out what other information this stupid fucker has on Conrad, his father, or anyone else involved with the trafficking ring. I don't give a fuck if we have to dismantle the entire organization from the ground up to the very top in order to make sure Conrad sits in prison until we're ready to end his fucking life. He'll know what it's like to suffer and be someone else's bitch the same way he plans on making every single woman, kid, and man he sells to another person. There's no other description for what Conrad and his father do with every sale they make.

These sick fucks kidnap others in order to make money from the sale of them. None of the people involved in this are good and I want to beat the fuck out of every one of them. However, that won't bring the families justice. We've gotten some of the victims they've kidnapped back and where they belong or we've relocated them where they can start their lives over again. I make my way through the basement where the cells are located and strip out of my tee-shirt and cut so I can take care of business and make this fucker realize exactly what he's done. Not only has he bought someone who didn't consent to being with him, but he also fucked with my family and I will never let that go.

"You ready for this, Son?" Slim asks me the second I walk into the cell and spot everyone leaning against the walls as they wait for me.

"I'm more than ready for this. The fucker here in this room bought my daughter Miracle. She's barely a fuckin' teenager and had no say in this fucked up situation. He's so eager to get his hands on my girl that he was plannin' on goin' to her school to steal her from the buildin' she's supposed to be safe in when she's not home with us," I tell everyone as my eyes lock on the fucker chained up in front of me.

He's already been stripped down to his underwear and I can see bruises already forming on his body. It looks as if someone already got their hands dirty and I'm not gonna say a fucking word about it. I'll get my hands dirty and end his life. He dies by my hands and everyone standing around me knows that. My girl is the one he wants and that makes him my target. I'm not gonna regret ending this fuckers life because he'll just buy someone else if we let him go and continue living his life as a free man.

"So, you've got two choices here today," Vault says, stepping up next to me, his voice dripping with rage and hatred as he keeps his eyes locked on the asshole in front of me. "You can do this shit the easy way and we'll take it easy on you. Or, you can try to keep your fuckin' mouth shut and we'll make sure you feel every single ounce of pain we can inflict. Well, that my brother can inflict because it's his daughter that you're after."

"I'm not telling you shit. You're nothing more than a group of thugs who think you're actually going to get away with taking me from my home and keeping me locked up here," he says, making a smile fill my face as I realize where his head is. "He just installed the best security system available and it will all be on camera about what's been done to me."

"Is that right?" I question him, stepping up and leaning down enough so he can look me in the eyes. "Do you know who monitors your security system? Did you read the fuckin' contract I sent you before signin' your name on the dotted line and sendin' it back to me?"

"Why the fuck would I read a contract for a security system?" he asks, his voice full of loathing as I continue to stare at him with laughter filling my eyes.

"Because if you had taken a few minutes to read the contract, you'd know that the men standin' in this room are the ones who monitor your system. We're the ones who alert the police, call for an ambulance, or alert fire to send them to your house when you need help. Plus, the system wasn't even finished bein' installed before I heard you on the phone with Conrad," I inform him, watching as my words sink in and he realizes that no one knows where the fuck he is, who has him, or what's going on now.

"You, um, you can't keep me here. This is against the law," he tries to tell us as if he hasn't broken the law by buying another person.

"Really? That's what you wanna say to me. You bought my fuckin' daughter and you want to talk to me about breakin' the law! You're a fuckin' piece of shit and I will torture every piece of information from you that I know you have for us. Hope you can handle pain," I tell him, my voice going hard and cold as I let rage fill me with the thought of what this man was gonna do to my daughter.

"I can pay you to let me go. I'll leave your daughter alone and won't ever come after her," the stupid fuck tries to plead with me as I stand up and away from him.

"You want us to let you go based on your word alone. I don't think so. You'll either come after my girl again. Or, you'll just buy some other girl and think we won't come after you. That's not how this shit works. We're gonna make sure you don't ever hurt another person for the rest of your miserable life. And I'm gonna be the one to dole out your punishment," I promise the asshole in front of me before I turn and face the tray that's lined with our various tools and instruments to torture another person.

Taking my time, I let my hand hover over several different tools of destruction. Finally, I grab the pliers and turn to face the asshole in front of me again. His face has paled and I watch as piss falls from the chair under him and runs down his legs to the floor beneath his feet. I want to gag but manage to hold it back.

"Someone fuckin' clean this pussy up," Vault orders as Chrome steps forward with a bucket of water in his hands.

I watch on as he tosses it on the man in front of us and know without asking that it's freezing cold water. The bitch is shivering like a pussy and he looks up at us with fear filling his eyes. This is my favorite look on an asshole who thinks they can get one over on us.

Lifting his hand as much as I can, I start to remove every single one of his nails. He screams like a girl and starts to cry from removing one fucking nail. This isn't a fucking man at all. The kids upstairs could handle this shit better than this bitch.

"You really are nothin' more than a bitch, aren't you?" I ask him, my voice full of disgust as I continue working on removing each nail from both of his hands.

It takes me no time at all to remove all ten nails from his fingers. The bitch in front of me is sniveling and his face is covered in snot. I want to shake my head at him, but I don't let on how disgusting and vile I think this asshole is.

"Ready to talk yet?" I ask him, not sure how much he actually needs to be tortured before he breaks.

"I'm not telling you a damn thing," he says, his voice wavering with emotion as he stares up at me.

"Have it your way," I tell him, turning and replacing the pliers on the tray and grabbing a dull, rusty knife.

Since his clothes have already been removed, I bring the knife up and start carving into his chest. I block his body until I'm done so no one gets to see what I'm doing. When I'm done, I step back and let the guys see what I've carved in his chest. They all start laughing as they take in the two words carved deep with the knife in my hand. The first one is proclaiming him as the bitch he is. Under the word bitch is the word pervert. Everyone will know he's nothing more than a pervert. It doesn't say he likes to buy people or anything, but it's enough for now.

The fucker in front of me is crying and more snot covers his face as I look at him with blood dripping down his chest. With the guys still laughing at him, I start cutting lines in his flesh. They're not deep at all, but they sting like a bitch. He continues to cry and scream with every single slice I make in his skin.

"Fine! I'll talk and tell you what you wanna know," he breaks, his voice strained with the small bit of pain I've inflicted on him so far.

"Where the fuck is Conrad?" I question him, stepping back just enough for him to believe I'm not going to continue slicing his flesh up.

"I don't know. I've got a phone number that's a burner phone. I've tried to have my men track him and it hasn't worked so far. Being a burner phone they can't track him. All I know is he's in Pine View and has been for a few weeks now. Chasing after some skank or something like that. I guess he was supposed to sell her, but now he wants her for himself. Sees her as a challenge and wants to break her before he kills her. That's what I overheard him tellin' his father," he tells us, his voice still shaking and wavering as he keeps his eyes locked on the knife in my hand.

"How did you buy my daughter?" I ask, my voice going even colder and deadlier than it was with the previous question.

"They've got a site on the dark web with all the pictures of the people they're selling. I bid on several women and finally won with the one girl I bought. The site has been up for a long time and they simply change out the pictures and victims they're selling," he states, his voice almost a whisper as Fox grabs his laptop and opens it so he can find this website.

"How the fuck do you find it and then access it?" Fox barks out after several minutes of us doing nothing but waiting for him to figure things out.

"I've got an address for it in my email. Then I was assigned a username and password. That's how I've accessed it in the past," he says, giving us more than I thought he would.

Fox does something on his laptop and it's not long before he grunts and I know he's gotten access to the site where my girls and others are being sold off to the highest bidder. I have no interest in looking at them right now because it's only going to piss me off and I'll take this stupid fuck's life before it's time for me to do so.

"This is fuckin' sick," Vault says, his voice even colder than it was when he first talked to the asshole. "I don't want you seein' this shit, Valor. The rest of us will look and Fox will get it taken down with Buzz' help. Kingston isn't gonna see this shit either. I don't want anyone to know about this. Not even Savannah. I know you've been tellin' her what's goin' on, but this isn't information for her to know."

"I'm not gonna look. Why don't you get your hands on this bitch before I end him. See if you can get any other information from him before I put a bullet in his brain," I say, knowing if I don't give the other guys a chance with him now, they won't get one.

Chrome steps up first and doesn't grab any tools to use on this stupid fuck. He lands a few hits to his ribs and I hear the bone crunch beneath his fists. I don't even feel horrible for the pussy as he screams out in pain because I know he would've been so much worse with Miracle if he'd managed to get his hands on her. Chrome steps back and my brother takes his place. Vault grabs the second knife we have on the tray since I'm still holding the first one I picked up. My brother slices his face before stepping back and looking at him.

"How much is my niece's life worth?" Vault questions him, wanting to know if this pussy will tell him the truth.

"I paid a million for her. I'm not gonna say what they were selling though. I'm sure you can figure it out," he answers, his voice barely a whisper as I stare him down and have to force myself to remain against the wall next to Slim.

"You motherfucker!" Vault yells out, slashing the knife on his face repeatedly with jerky movements because he's so enraged and isn't thinking straight.

Slim nods at Crab and Red so they can pull Vault back before he kills this bitch. My brother puts up a fight and I know he doesn't want to leave this asshole's side. He wants to take out all the rage currently flooding his body out on the pussy so no one else can touch him. Miracle is his niece and he'll keep her safe as much as I will. Finally, they manage to get him away from the fucker as he stomps back over to stand next to Fox who's still typing away on his laptop.

"Do you have kids?" I question as one guy after another continues to step in front of him and land a few hits before taking their place against the wall again.

"No. I don't have kids. Who the fuck would want to have kids?" he answers before asking me who would want to have kids. This fucker really has no self-preservation skills at all.

"I want to have as many kids as my wife will give me. We've already got three of the best daughters you could ever imagine. They're lovin', sweet, athletes, love to read, and so many other things. Every single day I'm a lucky bastard to be in their life and have them share their large heart with me. They make me want to be a better man and make sure no harm comes to them. Every single man standin' in this room with you either has kids or wants to have them at some point in their life. No one will ever get their hands on our family members because we're not only loyal to one another, but we protect our own," I tell him, stepping back up after Dime gets his hits in on the fucker.

"Good for you. It's all a load of bullshit if you ask me, but you can't protect your kids. Conrad posting them on that site is proof enough of that," the stupid fuck taunts me as I smile down at him.

"See, that's the difference between the two of us. You're nothin' more than a pussy who only gives a fuck about yourself. I am a man who values the lives of every man, woman, and child in my life. My dad taught me that when he was raisin' my brother and me. Every single older member of this club helped raise us and have the same values as I do. You have no morals or values if it doesn't mean you'll come out on top. Again, that makes you a pussy and not a man," I state, looking around the room at every member of the Phantom Bastards down here with me.

Without another word, I go back to slicing up this stupid fuck's skin. His chest is already showing a myriad of bruising and blood from the cuts I've already sliced into his body. I continue working in silence because anything else we need to know will come from his phone and email.

"End him when you want," my brother tells me as if he's reading my mind.

With a nod of my head, I continue to work this bitch over. When I'm done slicing as many cuts as possible into his flesh, I grab the lemon and slice it in half. Taking one half in each hand, I squeeze to get the juice flowing before I start rubbing it into his skin.

"Ah! Stop!" he screams louder than I've heard him be so far.

"Not gonna happen. I'm gonna make you feel every bit of pain I can before I end your miserable life," I promise him, continuing to spread the lemon over his skin in the cuts.

When I'm done doing that, I grab the salt and pour some out in my hand. I rub it on top of the lemon that I've already covered his upper body with.

"Got any last words for us?" I ask him, not wanting to deal with this pussy any longer.

"You're not gonna beat him," he says with a smirk on his face.

"We already are," I state as I grab the gun Chrome holds out for me and press the trigger one time.

The bullet goes through the fucker's head and he slumps against the chains holding him in place. Vault takes the gun from my hand and tells me to go clean up. They'll deal with the clean-up and Fox will keep looking to see what he can find. My brother and Slim tell me to go spend my time with the girls and to keep this shit to myself so Savannah isn't thinking of this on top of everything else she's got going through her mind already. With a nod of my head, I step out of the cell and head for the shower so I can quickly wash my hair and body. When I'm done and the water is running clear, I get out and dry off. Grabbing a fresh pair of clothes I keep down here with the rest of the guys, I dress in clean clothes before leaving mine in a pile to be burned with everyone else's. When I'm ready, I grab my cut last and make my way back up to the common room. Savannah isn't anywhere to be found, but the girls are still working on their school work. For now, I'll stay with them until I can see Savannah. It will give me the time I need to figure out what to tell her.