JakeTwo hours later, Jake headed back to the basement. Warren’s knuckles were coated in blood and all Devon did was laugh at the detective. Both men turned to look at him when he opened the door and he grinned.“Do you know who I am?”“Should I?” Devon asked with a sneer.“Jake Savage,” he said with a smirk. “But my friends call me Wrath.”Devon’s eyes widened. “You’re Wrath?”“You took my sister and tried to have me killed in prison.”“She was sold to me, I didn’t take her. Kidnapping is for street thugs. I don’t dirty my hands like that,” Devon said.“I want to know where Suzanne Clayborne is,” Jake said.“I’ve tried, he refuses to answer me,” Warren said.Jake slid the knife from the inner pocket of his jacket and flipped it open. “You probably know my friend, Hudson. He works for Dominic Vittori.” Devon’s face paled. Jake’s grin turned sinister. “The last time I had a man down here, Hudson peeled the skin back from his testicles… sang like a fucking canary. I haven’t done it myse
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