"Now which finger don't you like?" Finn asked calmly. I moved closer, he wasn't really going to do it, was he?
"No man, you don't have to do this. I'm sorry for coming in here, I promise not to do it again just give me a chance to prove it."
"See there's only one thing I hate more than people taking the piss out of me, and that's whinging bitches. Now the problem for you is that you fit into both categories." Finn removed a meat cleaver from behind the counter and laid it on the surface. I could hear the bloke's heavy breathing, as the panic rose inside him and he thrashed around but CJ held firm.
"Now, do you have a preference? I see you're married, now would wifey get the hump if you didn't have a ring finger or would she be more concerned if you didn't have these two fingers, to finger her pussy?" Finn rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "What does the pinkie do...not a lot but it's cute I don't know if I could chop that off." He looked at Eli with a puzzled expression, "Help me out here man otherwise I'm gonna have to chose myself. Decisions decisions!"
"Well if he can't choose I'd take the thumb," Eli stated expressing his preferred body part to take. This conversation was surreal but had the desired effect on the two blokes as they thrashed around trying to get free.
Finn stared at the bloke calmly waiting for a decision but he was too busy whimpering preparing himself for what was about to take place. "Tick tock tick tock..." Finn moved the meat cleaver over each finger as he said it. "Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, times running out."
The bloke franticly tried to pull away, I joined CJ to hold him. Finn lifted the meat cleaver high and brought it down and the bloke screamed, it was the highest pitched scream I had ever heard in my life. Finn kept his composure and placed the cleaver on the counter with blood dripping from it. He calmly tugged on the other blade to release the bloke's hand, CJ and I let go of him at the same time so he could cup his hand. "Now let that be a mother fucking warning to you and your firm. If I see or even hear that any of you have been sniffing around my businesses, I'll cut every fucking members hands off. Now make sure you go back and tell them." The bloke's hand was pissing out blood all over the floor, he stumbled backwards before eagerly heading towards the door.
"I think you've forgotten something!" Finn juggled the bloke's fingers to the roar of laughter from Eli, only encouraging him further. When the two men didn't respond he threw the fingers at them one by one as they left the building.
"You cut all four fingers off?" CJ asked looking disgusted.
Finn nodded, "Well I couldn't decide and he didn't state which one."
"You're one sick mother fucker Finn."
"Why thank you!" He stated taking a bow towards Eli who was still chuckling.
The bell on the door chimed, and we all turned to see Rian. "What did I miss?" he asked stepping further into the room.
CJ pointed to the floor, and we watched as Rian looked down and the horror register on his face. He shrieked like a girl and physically shivered as he stepped over the fingers as if they were going to grab him.
"Is it okay to come out?" Arnold popped his head out of the back room.
"Yeah, you may need some cleaning fluid and some bleach. In saying that, you may need to buy a new counter as you're never getting the blood out of that." CJ stated.
"Ever the practical one!" Eli rolled his eyes mockingly.
Arnold disappeared into the backroom and an attractive dark haired woman came out holding a tray with a bottle of whisky and five glasses.
"Here, I thought you could do with this," she placed the tray onto the counter. "Do you want me to do something with that?" she asked looking at the meat cleaver.
"No babe that's fine, I'll sort that out." Finn stated. She smiled politely and walked back to the office with Finn staring at her arse.
"Charlotte's married," Eli stated firmly not wanting his brother to mix business with pleasure.
Finn held up his hands, "I was only looking!"
"Yeah yeah!" Rian mocked.
"Well if you don't need us anymore we're gonna make a move," CJ stated referring to the both of us.
"Yeah that's fine. Look I appreciate you both coming this evening, safety in numbers and all that." Finn did look sincere. "I would shake your hand Jay but I don't think you'd want to." He held up his hands covered in blood.
"Nah, I'm good thanks. See you all soon." I held up my hand indicating that we were off and followed CJ from the building.
I started the engine and slowly pulled out into the moving traffic.
"You're quiet Jay, what's up?"
I manoeuvred around a car trying to park, "Nothing, just thinking."
"About?"
I let out a sigh, "I miss that brotherhood, watching you and your brothers interact just got me thinking."
"There are plenty of places where you can get that bond, you only have to look at the club for that."
"It's not the same," I said dismissively.
"You've only seen it through the eyes of a child. The time it took your parents away from you, the time your dad was incarcerated, you need to see it also from an adult perspective. The freedom, the brotherhood, the laughs and jokes, the pussy available...do I need to go on?"
I shook my head, "No I get the picture."
"But seriously Jay, you said you'd become a hang around which I think is great. See what's involved and make an informed decision, just don't base a decision on a child's perspective."
"What if I want children eventually though, club life and families don't mix too well although that's how we market it."
"Things are changing, what with Duke and Diesel soon to become fathers, and Spike taking on the twins, things are going to have to change because I can't see Ink and Ash putting up with that can you?"
"Ink and Ash?" I shrugged my shoulders not knowing who he was talking about.
"Oh sorry man, they're Duke's and Diesel's old ladies. They won't take any shit even off their old men." CJ sniggered at the thought.
"So how come you haven't settled down yet?" I asked as I indicated into our estate.
"I'm all for happy ever after but I just haven't met the one. Not that I've been looking, I'm a great believer that if it's meant to be then it's meant to be." CJ turned his full attention to me, "And how are things with Sam?"
"I've only seen her a couple of times but I enjoy her company."
"Well I'm glad to hear it, do I know her?"
"I really hope not but I haven't asked her yet."
CJ bit the side of mouth to try to hide his smirk, he knew what my comment was in reference to. I knew there was stigma with prostitution but I liked to think that the club members would be a little more liberal than most considering what they got up to. I was hoping that Sam hadn't been with anyone from the club, but if she had I'd have to deal with it. I couldn't believe I was even having these thoughts, she'd refused to come out for a drink with me so I shouldn't be holding out much hope that she'd want me to be anything but a punter, but I wasn't giving up so easily.
Chapter 6
Sam
I applied the last layer of mascara on my eyelashes as I sat at my dressing table humming to a song on the radio. I enjoyed this calm before the storm as I was able to take stock away from work and especially Spyder. I placed the applicator back into the tube and was startled as my bedroom door flung open with force, banging off the wall and knocking my picture off the hook and onto the floor. I stood, physically shaking and stepped back knocking over my stool in the process but I wanted to put some distance between myself and whoever it was coming through the door.
"You've got a freshy." My eyes widened as I turned my attention to the young girl that Spyder was man handling into my room. "You know the drill, get her ready coz you're wanted at the Marriott at 7.00pm."
The girl was sobbing and fell to her knees as he released her, I glared at Spyder annoyed that he'd taken another girl as he'd promised that he'd reconsider taking on anyone new. "Don't eyeball me bitch, I'll wipe that fucking lo
ok off your face if you carry it on."
I didn't back down, I pulled back my shoulders and narrowed my eyes further as I slowly walked towards him. "You said you wouldn't be bringing anymore girls here." I stated coldly trying to ignore the whimpers coming from the girl on the floor.
Spyder reached out and grasped his hand tightly around my neck, "You aint listening, open your mouth one more time and you'll regret it." He tightened his hand further and I felt the pinch. My hands instinctively went to my neck to try and prize his fingers from my throat but his hold was too strong. "Do you understand?"
I couldn't speak as he was squeezing my wind pipe but I managed a small nod indicating that I did. He slowly let go and I breathed heavily trying to get oxygen into my lungs. "Good girl you continue to learn fast, now do as you're told and get her ready by 6.30pm. You're going to see your little army friend."
My heart quickened at the thought of seeing Jayden again, I knew I was growing fond of him but I needed to keep it together because he was just a punter. My breathing was slowly returning to normal, and I stood tall hoping it would help. I thought Spyder had left but he stood in the doorway assessing me, "What's up?" I asked confused by his facial expression.
His scowl was alarming, I didn't like his unreadable expressions because it meant he was unpredictable, I didn't know if I'd be getting a beating, raped or flowers. "Spyder what's up?" I asked gently not wanting to antagonise him but tried to stall for time.
He shook his head as if pulling himself from his thoughts, "Just make sure you're fucking ready." He turned on his heels and stomped from my room slamming the door behind him. I shuddered as he left the room, he made me on edge whenever he was around because of his unpredictability with situations.
The young girls whimpering caught my attention, I composed myself quickly before I sat down beside her. "Come here babe," I wrapped my arms around her and was surprise when she came willingly. I cupped the back of her head and held her close, her tears instantly soaked into my blouse but I continued to hold her, knowing all too well what she was feeling at this moment in time.
Her breathing became a little more controlled but now her uncontrollable sobbing had stopped, she'd given herself hiccups instead. I pulled back slightly and looked down at her blotchy tear stained face, she couldn't have been much older than sixteen.
"Shit!" I said aloud shaking my head but cupped my mouth realising that I'd worried her further as her eyes widened. "Sorry babe, I didn't mean to startle you." I placed my hands either side of her face and tilted her head so I could see directly into her eyes. "We don't have long, I need to get you ready for this evening but I need you to give me a brief explanation as to how you got here." Her eyes filled with water again and her lip quivered. "It's okay babe, I'm not going to hurt you, if anything I'm trying to find out a little about you so I can hopefully make it right." She furrowed her brows and as she blinked she unleashed the tears she'd been trying to hold at bay.
"I need to know where you're from, how you got here and what you've been told?" I released my hands from her cheeks and she shuffled across the carpet so she could rest her back against the bed. "Let's start off with a name, I'm Sam and you are?" The girl opened her mouth and mumbled something inaudible, "Sorry I didn't catch that."
"Leanne," she whispered.
"Okay, well nice to meet you Leanne." She smiled briefly but it wasn't a true smile as it didn't reach her eyes. I crawled across the carpet in her direction and nestled myself beside her as I looked at my watch, "We don't have long, like I said I need to know where you're from, how you got here and what you've been told."
"Can you help me?" she asked quietly.
I shrugged and let out a sigh, "I don't know but if I have that information I can at least try." This caught her attention, I briefly saw hope on her face before she turned her attention to a small rip in her jeans, circling her finger over the hole while she contemplated her next move.
The silence was deafening but I didn't want to rush her, if she was willing to give me information I at least wanted her to offer it freely rather than me interrogating her. She'd already been through a rough time, but what I didn't know yet was how long ago she'd been taken and whether she'd been given the same story as me.
"I'm from a respectable home, I'm not a runaway or anything like that."
I thought it strange why she'd give me that information first and to be honest I didn't believe her. "The thought hadn't even entered my mind," I said telling her what she wanted to hear.
Leanne slowly nodded her head accepting my response and returned her attention back to the hole in her jeans. There was another long pause, I discreetly glanced at my watch realising that we didn't have long at all before we had to make a move but I really wanted to hear her story and at least try and put her at ease before we left to meet Jayden.
"I wanted to do some modelling, silly I know as thousands of girls want to become models. I met a man at a casting session, and he said I had what it took. He gave me his business card and asked me to give him a call should I want to meet up and produce a portfolio."
I chewed on the inside of my mouth while I contemplated what she'd just said. "Spyder, Jackal or Pyet?" I asked wanting to know who had taken her.
Her head spun around quickly as her eyes locked on mine, shocked that I knew the very people that had deceived her. "Pyet," she replied softly.
I rubbed my forehead as his name rang in my head, it wasn't dissimilar from what had happened to me but I didn't want to tell her that. On hearing her words my initial reaction was, what a fucking stupid bitch to be taken in by such a man, but her words rang true and only highlighted what vile men Spyder, Jackal and Pyet were.
"So where you from?" I asked leaning on the bed to help myself up from the floor.
Leanne mimicked my actions and stood beside me, "Nottingham."
"Okay, do you know why they've brought you here?" Leanne's eyes immediately filled with tears as she placed her hand over her mouth to try to stifle the noises.
I grabbed Leanne and pulled her in close for another hug, "Babe we need to make good of a really shitty situation. We're going to see a friend this evening, he's a regular and although I'm supposed to be showing you the ropes you won't be expected to do anything, you have my word." I kissed the top of her head trying to mother her and make Leanne feel a little better about the situation. At least I'd bought myself some time to work out what I was going to do to try and save her from this shit.
We were both startled by a series of bangs on my bedroom door. I placed my hand over Leanne's mouth quickly to stifle her cries and held her firm as she wiggled around trying to get free.
"Sam, be down at the car in fifteen," Pyet bellowed before I heard him stomp down the corridor.
Leanne's breathing was laboured, "You need to get it together girl and fast. These aren't nice men babe and they will seriously hurt you if you fuck them about. I'm doing my best here, trying to stall for time in order to get you safe but you need to try and keep it together or you'll ruin everything. Do I make myself clear?" I asked through gritted teeth annoyed with her. I knew she was scared, I remember the very same feeling when I first arrived here but I didn't have anyone willing to help me so she should think herself lucky. She nodded her head and I released my hand slowly from her mouth. "Good because I don't have time for this shit." I was putting myself in jeopardy by trying to help her, there was a lot on the line if I got caught but I needed her to see the seriousness of it all.
I stepped back and assessed her quickly trying to calculate her size. "What are you an eight maybe a ten?"
"It depends on what it is." She replied quietly, twisting her hands together nervously.
I walked over to my wardrobe and flung open the doors, I began to flick through the clothing trying to find something suitable for this evening but not too revealing to make her feel uncomfortable. I came across a black dress that had a belt, she could fasten this to pull it in at the waist if it were too big. I took
it from the wardrobe and removed the hanger before chucking it on the bed. "Sit!" I stated pointing to my dresser in the corner of the room. She opened her mouth to speak but quickly closed it again as I raised my brow daring her to argue. She gingerly walked over to the dresser and sat pulling the stool closer towards the mirror.
"You've got fair skin like me so my foundation should be okay. You any good at applying make-up?" I asked resting my hands on her shoulders standing behind her. Leanne nodded her head slowly and I let out a sigh of relief, well at least that would save some time. "Great, well start applying some make up to cover your blotchy face while I do something with this hair." I puffed it either side of her head wondering what the fuck I was going to do with it? It looked like it hadn't seen a brush this side of Christmas.
I reached for some bobby pins from my dresser and placed them into my mouth as I brushed through Leanne's tangled hair. I noticed her grimace a few times but she didn't say anything as she continued to apply her make-up.
A series of bangs rattled on the door, startling me. I placed my index finger to my mouth, indicating to Leanne that she needed to be quiet before I walked over to open the door.
"What's up?" I asked drawing my brows slightly as I spoke to Jackal.
He looked me up and down approvingly before he rested his eyes on my cleavage, "You're wanted in the car now, you have a client soon."
I glanced over my shoulder to see Leanne sitting perfectly still not wanting to draw any attention to herself. I returned my attention back to Jackal, "I know but it takes time to look this good. We'll be out in two." I held up my two fingers and gave him a smile. He wasn't the brightest but he knew that we needed to look our best in order to receive the money we charged. Jackal cocked his head before stepping back into the corridor allowing me to close my bedroom door.
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