I do not own anything from Janet Evanovich. I'm just playing with then. Enjoy!
I was standing by the bank of monitors shooting the shit with Santos when one of the alarms on one of the monitors went off. Santos shot up in his chair, located the screen, and began to make the necessary calls he was to make when an alarm sounded.
"You don't have to call anyone out" I told him taking his hand away from his ear "I'll go" I said
"You know you gotta have back up on a call, Ranger'll have our asses if you go alone"
"Who's out in the field near the property?"
"Uhh Junior and Zip" he said punching up the GPS's on all the trucks out in the field
"They close?" I asked pocketing a set of keys and dressing
"Five minutes away" he said punching numbers on his phone
"Tell em to meet me there, they will be my back up" I told him running down the hall to the stairs
Zooming up the ramp of RangeMan, I double times it to the warehouse that showed its alarm had been breached. When I got there I scanned the area and saw no other vehicles in the lot. Jumping from the truck I was immediately assaulted with the blaring of the alarm. I upholstered my gun, took off the safety, and slowly made my way towards the warehouse. When I got close to the front door a burning ripped through my shoulder and the world around me started to spin. The next think I knew I was falling to my knees and pairs of boots were standing in front of me and then everything went black.
There was heavy darkness all around me and I couldn't figure out what was going on. I knew something was wrong, but I just couldn't put my finger on it. I suddenly came awake when a waterfall of cold icy water rained down on me, sputtering and pitting the water from my mouth, I struggled to open my still heavy eyes.
"Wakey wakey" a voice said and I tried to rub my eyes open, but found my hands were bound and I couldn't move them. Laughter sounded around me as I began to struggle. When the severity of the situation hit me and my mind came back online, my eyes shot open and I found myself hung up like a side of beef dangling from the ceiling. I tried to kick out and make myself fall, but whatever I was hit with to knock me down was still in my system enough to cause my body to be limp and heavy, this was not good. I looked out to access the situation and saw about six men standing in a semi circle looking at me.
"You're on of Manoso's boy's" the man in the middle said. It wasn't a question just a statement. I stared at him not saying a word; he was not going to get any information on Ranger from me.
"I know you are you have his name on your chest" he said coming up to me with a grin on his lips
"RangeMan" he laughed and got close enough that I could smell his rancid breath. He grabbed my face with his calloused hands and forced me to look at him, I so badly wanted to kick out and show whoever this was what I was capable of, but my body just wouldn't co-operate.
"So the mighty Manoso has some sort of empire?" he asked with a sneer "well we will just see about that" he said
"I want you to deliver a message from me and make sure you remember my face and my name" he said leaning in close so I could see every detail in his scared face "My name " he whispered in my ear " Is Felix"
The man grinned and then stepped back into the group of men. I had no clue as to who this guy was, I had never heard of him before, but Ranger had obviously pissed him off some how. I watched as he turned to the group of men and for the first time I saw they each has a weapon of some sorts in their hands. They ranged from ball bats, two by fours, and tire irons. This was not good as it hit me I was the message to Ranger.
Do whatever you want just make sure he is still alive when you deliver him back to Manoso" the man named Felix said and then turned his back on us and left. As I heard a car speed off the men that were left began to approach and circle me. As they came closer my heart began to hammer in my chest, I was not going to get out of this without great bodily harm. I tried again to move and to lash out, but I couldn't do it. The men closed in and I felt the first blow, when I didn't cry out or scream from the hit the leader of the group sneered.
"Ohhh we got us a tough guy" he said laughing
I looked over to my side through the group of men and saw my gun belt and vest lying together on the floor. It didn't matter anyways being held up as I was they weren't really gonna be any help to me now. I looked back at the guy in front of me who seemed to be the ring leader; he still was wearing that smug look on his stupid face.
"Come on" I said to myself "you have to do something, just don't allow it to happen" I said even though I knew it was going to happen, I at least could have the satisfaction of getting in a good blow.
I calmed myself and found my center. I used everything I had and pulled myself up with my arms in the chains that held me. I swung my body, threw out my feet, and my boot connected to the guys nose sending blood squirting everywhere.
"You're gonna pay for that" he said picking himself up off the floor. He grabbed my gun and aimed it at me.
"NO" one of the other cronies yelled at him "Boss said we had to keep him alive"
The guy I kicked stared at me for another few tense moments and then he lowered the gun. I watched as his eyes narrowed and an evil grin spread across his face. He took the tire iron from the guy next to him, swung it, and connected with my leg; I felt and heard the sickening crunch.
"Kick me again" he dared
After that I received blows by the other guys in the group. For hours I was beaten and tortured, when they stopped I didn't know I had passed out somewhere from the pain. When I regained consciousness I was lying down and was being jostled. I came to realize that I was in some kind of vehicle and was being driven somewhere. When the car stopped, I was yanked out, thrown onto the hard cement, and at the same time heard the car haul ass with screeching tires and an ear piercing female scream. I tried to look up when I felt myself being rolled over, but my eyes wouldn't open.
"GET BOBBY AND RANGER NOW AND CALL 911" I swear I heard Stephanie say and heard boots running away from us.
"OH GOD OH GOD" she kept saying as my head was lifted up and placed onto something that was soft
"UHHHNHH" I groaned
"Shhhhh don't try to talk your going to be ok" she said to me and her voice hitched "Where are they?" she asked and then a thundering of boots came running in our direction along with sirens in the distance
"HELP HIM" Stephanie choked out, her voice this with tears
As hands began to touch me and the sirens came closer, I melted back into the blackness where the pain that I was in didn't exist.