Preacher had no choice but to call in a few favors. One of those coming from Billy. It had set him back a couple of grand, but Billy had given him access to the tapes that showed cars going in the same direction as he had been. It was a dark night, and it hadn’t been clear.

He had a computer guy who’d been all too ready to help him out, for a price. So with some money and drugs thrown at his computer guy, he’d gotten the license plate number. Of course, the car had been rented and the names had been aliases but the men couldn’t hide their faces from the camera. All it took was a little backtracking and he’d been able to find the men who were currently chained up with rats surrounding them.

For the last two days, he’d been torturing them. They were two addicts who told him they’d been paid to put him in the ground. They really thought they’d killed him, and in return, O’Klaren wouldn’t throw their asses in jail on drug charges.

It was sad, really. O’Klaren liked to get a couple of assholes to do his ugly work for him.

He didn’t know why he was even surprised. Grave and Frost stood beside him as they listened to the men’s screams. Only two men had been in the car that day, but they’d wanted to put as many people away with them.

Preacher intended to kill every single person who’d helped O’Klaren. Their deaths would be long and slow.

The rats were a nice touch, but it worked for him that Cheeky liked to work with rats and so was currently grabbing the rats and putting them away in their cage. He never asked about the men’s extracurricular activities, and he really didn’t care unless it helped him.

Staring at the men now, with little bite marks on their bodies, he stepped closer.

“Fuck! Let me go. We don’t know anything. O’Klaren said it would be easy. So fucking easy. We didn’t know who he wanted us to fuck with.”

“Come on. We didn’t want to go to jail. It was just a little coke. Nothing too bad. We didn’t mean to upset you. Honest.”

He listened as both men begged. “You do whatever you’re asked to cover your ass?”

“You know we do. We didn’t mean to hurt you. We were just following orders. Please, stop, we can’t take anymore.”

“You want me to stop?”

“Yes!” They both screamed.

Preacher stared at the two men. “Did you know I had a young woman in the truck with me? Did you know that? She was eighteen, pregnant.”

Both men stopped sobbing.