Chapter 8

👑Maria's POV👑

"Maria, Baby....there's something I need to ask you."  Carlos says to me, as we head down the road in his new truck, that he bought for himself as a Valentine. I look at him and then look at his knuckles as they turn white on the steering wheel.  " I need you to question a prisoner....torture, but not draw blood."

"Fuck, Carlos...I thought you were kidding the other night!"

Carlos speeds through a yellow light as it turns red.  "Its Nikki..."

"Fuck, No!...I'm not torturing her...I won't take punishment again, Carlos...I can't."

Carlos put his hand on my knee and pats me.  "He can't touch you, Maria....she's a hostage.  Its war rules, and besides....he hasn't been in Jersey in weeks....that's why your going to talk to her.  She knows where in Canada he is and who he's working with..... Nikki went on hunger strike as well....any suggestions?"

"Sleep deprivation, water