Mad, Mad World by J. D. Sloane

Author:J. D. Sloane [Sloane, J. D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BookBaby
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Ronan held up his hand as Morlan tossed him a roll of surgical tape and grabbed the rolling desk chair with one hand, dragging it into the middle of the room as Piper curled away from him. He leaned over her and Dula, looking between them casually for a moment and then grabbed Dula by the back of his hands as he yanked him up off the floor, the taut plastic zip-tie binding his wrists together giving him a decent amount of leverage as he swung him up into the chair.

He raised his brows as Dula gritted his teeth and pulled out a long piece of surgical tape as Piper began to cry quietly, coiling it in a long lasso around one palm before ripping it off the roll with his teeth.

“Now, now,” Ronan said twirling Dula’s chair around to face the crowd as he began to loop the tape around his chest in a smooth steady arc. “That’s not very professional, is it? Try to think of this as a learning exercise, Miss Webb. Some reporters would do just about anything for this kind of gritty hands on experience.”

Piper brought her zip-tied hands up to her mouth as Matt slumped in his restraints, and Ronan kicked his chair with the heel of his foot, laughing as it went sailing into the crowd.

“Just ask your boyfriend there. Or any one of his former Triple-A hopefuls.”

“I told you, you won’t make it past the yard,” Dula said, his boyish face striving hard for bravery as he turned his head towards two of the crewmen who passed in front of the crowd. “They’ll kill you on sight. You’ll die here. All of you will. Is that what you men want? Do you think this animal actually cares what happens to you?”

Ronan rolled his jaw, his temper slipping past the careful network of pits and valleys he had constructed to restrain it during his incarceration and felt a sudden rush of bloodlust as he lowered his head to meet Dula’s eyes, letting his rage fill up the space between them like an electric charge.

“Not like you, Dula,” Ronan said, his dark eyes dancing with violent good humor as the hostages closest to him dropped into a sudden breathless silence. “Isn’t that right? No, you only put them in harm’s way when absolutely necessary. Every man’s life for a better tomorrow.”

Ronan watched Dula wither under his gaze and then turned his chair back to face him as he crouched down in front of it, reaching into his front pocket. He whistled under his breath as he pulled out a loaded syringe and tapped it against Dula’s neck.

“So what do you say Dula?” Ronan said, his face lighting up in a brilliant smile as Dula went pale, his eyes running towards the hallway almost of their own volition. “Ready to get to the bottom of all those dark fantasies of yours? I know I’m curious. After all, you did try to turn an entire cell block into your own personal kill floor.

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