Where There's a Will: A Thrilling British Crime Novel (Will Peters Book 1) by Linda Coles

Author:Linda Coles [Coles, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blue Banana
Published: 2021-07-05T22:00:00+00:00

Forty-Nine

The killer hated this part. Entering the tunnel, they ran through all that had to be taken care of for the plan to work. They’d done it twice before, but it was important that every last detail was executed correctly. There was no way they were going to get caught, doing time in prison was not an option. No, they didn’t relish the prospect of sharing a cell with someone twice their size and not fussy about the gender when it came to sex.

There wasn’t a sound as they approached the cellar doorway, but as the light from the torch lit up the room, they heard a familiar shuffling as he wakened and tried to orientate himself like others had before him. The killer shone the beam in his face and watched as he winced away from the light, eyes tightly closed and still unable to speak, the gag seeing to that. His neck looked red raw now, he’d obviously been struggling against its tension. It wouldn’t be long now before he’d have to struggle no more, his end in sight. The killer perched on the end of the dingy bed, breakfast in a paper bag.

“I hope you slept okay. I brought you something to eat; I assume you’re hungry?” There was little point in waiting for a reply. “Right, here’s the plan: just like we did yesterday, I’ll take your neck restraint off and put the shock collar on, then take your gag off.” At the sound of the collar, his eyes widened in terror. “It only hurts if you do something stupid. Now you’re not going to do anything stupid today, are you?” Jonesy struggled to move his head from side to side, even the slightest movement causing him to wince. “And then you can have your breakfast.” The killer took the neck restraint off then fitted the electronic dog collar before removing his gag, not wanting to chance him yelling out. One squeeze of the remote-control button and 6,000 volts would shoot into his neck. While the zap didn’t feel much more than a sharp jolt from an electric fence, it hurt like hell on the tender flesh around the neck, particularly when the button was held down for any length of time. The threat had the desired effect, had made him think twice about yelling or running. Not that his bound ankles would take him very far. Once the collar was in place, the killer took the gag off and watched as Jonesy tried to moisten his mouth with his tongue. They then removed his hand restraints so he could sit upright. The killer handed over a bottle of water and watched as Jonesy drank greedily. It had been some time – yesterday, in fact – since he’d last been fed and watered.

Jonesy’s eyes searched the killer’s, likely wondering what he’d done to upset them enough to be doing what they were doing. He doubted he was a random find, the wrong person in the right place, not on this occasion at least.

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