CHAPTER ONE -HUNDRED SIXTY-TWO
“Start talking and maybe I'll not start slicing off your flesh,” Logan ordered, his patience wearing thin.

There's no way he'll allow Andre to get his way, even if it means giving up everything he's worked so hard for.

He didn't know when it happened, but Josie was like a nasty bug, one that gets under your skin whether you want it to or not.

Amber wets her lips, darting her eyes towards Jackson's figure. For some reason, she seems to be more scared of Jackson than the man who's sliced into her skin like a piece of meat.

Logan snapped his fingers to gain her attention. “I was asking you a question! What do you know about Josie's kidnapping and Andre's plans all along?”

Logan made sure to waggle the tip of the bloody life in front of her face. Once her eyes landed on it, she went pale swallowing up spit. “Okay, okay! I'll tell you what I know!”

Logan sat back, waving his hands. “Start talking.”

“Um…” she smacked her lips. “Can I get a glass of water, please?” Jackson grunted and she qui
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