The Million Dollar Man

A gasp left my lips as a sharp pain shot through my neck. My eyes flew open while my heart took off at an unnatural speed.

<< Ah, look who's wide awake now. >> He exclaimed, his eyes peering down at me.

I flinched as he stroked my face, his large hand wiping the endless flow of tears streaming down my burning cheeks. My entire body felt inflamed as the drug took over.

<< Please, >> I choked out, << please don't. >>

A mocking look of pity took over his expression. << Oh Evie, I'm afraid I have to. >>

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Plan A, Plan B, Plan C, and so on.

What happens when a plan fails? You have another one. What happens when every plan fails ?

That was what Sebastian was trying to figure out at that moment.

The room was hot and stuffy. Sebastian felt beads of sweat form at his hairline as his eyes flickered every surface of the area he was trapped in.

Callum had long since been taken from the room, which left Sebastian helplessly wondering about what was to happen next.

It was impossible to formulate another plan without knowing whether or not Mason and Callum were still alive. From what he could gather, Callum was only taken for interrogation-as for Mason, the thought of him made Sebastian's stomach churn.

Seeing Mason attack the chief had not only confused Sebastian, but also surprised the hell out of him.

Mason had never been the violent type, although Sebastian and everyone else were well aware that he could handle himself. From Mason's actions, it was clear that Chief Carter was getting in their heads. She was a manipulative little bitch who was driving them all closer and closer to insanity.

She wanted them-Sebastian especially-to break. He couldn't let that.

He squeezed his eyes shut as he thought about Evie. It had been three days since he last saw her, and there's no telling what has happened to her. He trusted that she could take care of herself, after all, that was the one thing she had pressed the most onto the Kings.

She was always looking to prove herself, as if she found her self-worth to be invisible.

<< My, my,» a voice broke through the silence, << doesn't someone look distressed. >>

Sebastian's head snapped up, and a fierce growl rose from the back of his throat. He strained against the cuffs that restrained him. His muscles ached and quivered, relentlessly reminding him of the pain he so dearly wanted to inflict upon the monster that stood before him.

« So, » she began, walking straight up to him. << Let's talk about Evelyn Summers. >>

Sebastian instantly tensed further, and opened his mouth to speak, only to be quieted by Carter.

<< You're all out of plans,» she stated, as though she had read his mind, << So I suppose now would be the best time to propose a deal. >>

Sebastian remained silent. His heavy, labored breathing was Carter's only response as she stared down at him.

«You're going to turn yourself in, along with Mason and Callum. You're going to admit to all of your crimes, and then, you're going to finally die the death you so rightly deserve. >>

Sebastian stared at her with somewhat wide eyes, as he took in and thought about all that she had just told him.

Putting on his famous smirk, he leaned back onto his chair; despite the discomfort his actions brought him.

<< And why, why would I do that? » His voice was taunting. It was set to maliciously tease the devil herself, which it did, in fact.

Her angered expression dimmed down as she gave him a nonchalant shrug. << I guess whether or not Evie lives isn't important to you. >>

Sebastian's eyes shot wide open as he processed her words. << What did you just say ? >>

<< Here it is, Sebastian, plain and simple: you confess, Evie lives. If not, she's dead and within a few weeks we will have gathered enough evidence on you to put you in the ground too. It's your choice. >> And with a smirk what made children run to the mothers, Chief Carter exited the room, knowing fully well what Sebastian would choose.

But that didn't matter, you see. Chief Carter had another plan for poor Evelyn Summers. One that would shred apart the last strand of innocence left in the girl, and obliterate the bond that had formed between her and that locked up << king. >> This was Chief Carter's time to shine.

She was ready for her revenge.

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Every breath sent a wave of nausea and pain over my trembling body. I was struggling to calm myself down. I wanted to remind myself that there was nothing I could do to prevent the tremendous pain that was repeatedly being inflicted upon

me.

<< Are you ready to talk? >> His voice was malicious. It sent me into a state of frenzy, one that made my stomach twist and jolt.

I felt as if I was going to be sick at any moment.

<< No ? » He questioned, looking down at my crumpled form.

The concrete floor provided my little comfort as it sent chills down my spine. The only warmth I have felt lately came from my blood that constantly splattered over me with each blow sent to my face.

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<< Okay, >> he breathed out, crouching down so that his face hovered above mine. I felt my breath catch in my throat as I stared into his cold eyes.

<< Time to get up, » he announced. Whimpers and cries left my bloody and chapped lips as he lifted me from the ground. My legs buckled instantly as I fell onto him. Within seconds, he was carrying me over to a chair, where he placed me down in a rather gentle manner.

I let out a large breath of air as he crouched down in front of my slumped form.

I've never been a religious person. I never spent an hour on a Sunday sending my prayers to the almighty Lord in the heaven above.

But at this moment, I was putting everything that I had left into this unknown spirit. I was desperately hoping for something-anything, to save me.

<< Time and time again, I've asked you what you know. >> He stated, his eyes depicting the annoyance brewing within him. << And time and time again, you've told me you know nothing. >>

My eyes watered as the deeply thought out protest rose to my lips. << Because I don't-<<

He cut me off with a wave of his hand. << Yes, yes, you've told me. But you see the thing is, I think it's time I tell you some things. >>

My hands shook slightly and I felt my heart race.

Was I finally getting the explanation I so desperately needed?

<< Do you remember a very unfortunate victim of yours who went by the name of Chuck Forrest ? >> The man asked, his eyes displaying a hidden meaning behind his question.

I thought back to my first job with the Kings. I remember how scared I had been when I had first started the job. Sure, I had done jobs like that many times before, but this time it was with the Kings. At the time I had hated Sebastian more than anything in the world.