You're Mine

Chapter 10

Ash POV

I sigh.

Redding is on the ground bloody and broken and he hasn't said anything possibly useful about the people who were after him, save one name...Mac. It means nothing to me or anyone else in my crew. This combined with the alluring and incredibly frustrating female currently unconscious in the room next door is making me want to rip my hair out.

I have used nearly every form of torture short of pulling teeth and gouging eyes. yet, as my frustration grows they are starting sound pretty good right about now.

Sighing once more, I carefully fold myself into the lone metal chair and straighten the sleeves of my jacket.

"Redding, if you don't say something of use in the next ten second I will remove your left eye." My voice remains cold and dead even as my anger at our lack of progress begins to boil over.

My new threat makes him wail at my feet and I find myself grimacing in disgust at his palpable fear and cowardliness. HIs eyes, though hardly visible due to the swelling and overall chubbiness of his face, are pleading yet I can't find it in myself to care. In fact, I laugh. He has begged, pleaded, cried, and prayed for forgiveness. He has done everything short of kissing my feet.

"I s-swear...thats all...I know...I was....was..." His head slumps forward on his chest signaling that he was unconscious. I motion to Dalton and he walks up to redding and punches him straight in the jaw. His head snaps up and his eyes open, if only slightly.

"You were saying?"

He swallows loudly and his shoulders sag in defeat. "They drugged me....I didn't s-see...much." His words are permeated by large swallows and deep breaths. It is clear he is having trouble simply keeping his head up and this fills me with a strange sense of satisfaction.

"Fine, then tell me everything you saw." My voice continues to remain dead even though I am incredibly close to stabbing him in the throat.

"Boxes....I saw boxes...and cement...The floor...It was definitely cement."

He nods as if assuring himself that what he said was true.

"Great, thank you for describing nearly every building in this city."

One of my men, roman I think his name was, discovered redding's barely conscious body in a dumpster down in the east village. It was quite funny actually. He was thanking and blessing everyone he saw for saving him until he realized what was happening. In short, he had made it out of the frying pan and into the fiery pits of hell.

I have been trying to figure out who took Redding, who, before now, used to be in charge of the distribution of my artillery via water. Of course this has proved to be too big a responsibility for the son of a bitch seeing as not only did he fail to collect the money made from one of my larger shipments he was also kidnapped. I have no doubt that if he actually was able to acquire the money he would have given it willingly to the first person who had a gun. This so called 'Mac' seemed to think that Redding was successful in collecting that money and in turn was in possession of it. Not only was he wrong he also tried to take it. This bothers me. I don't care that he didn't succeed in stealing my money he still tried. And this is why I am going to gut him with my bare hands.

Well I will, once I find him and to do that I need information. I told Cole to lock Cara in the next room so I can interrogate her again. I had wrongfully assumed Redding had helpful information had originally planned to have her locked in her room for safekeeping but obviously things didn't work out quite as planned.

"Since you are no longer of any use, I believe we are done here. Dalton if you would."

I rise from the chair I was previously occupying and straighten my suit jacket while Dalton pulls out a beretta m9 from behind his back and sims it at Redding.

'Wait! Wait, please...I- I remember something!"

I raise my hand halting Daltons movements.

"Oh? and pray tell what do you remember?"

"I'll tell you I swear as long as you swear that he won't kill me after."

I narrow my eyes at him. He thinks that this is a negotiation? The meer thought makes my lips twist into a sinister smile. I can see the faux confidence that he used to make such demands has quickly disappeared and is replaced with terror at my expression.

I smile wider in amusement and decide to humor him.

"Pinky swear."

He gulps loudly and nods, once again assuring himself that he has done all he can do.

"The man who interrogated me...The one w-who called himself Mac." He takes a shaky breath.

"He was wearing a ring."

I raise my eyebrow in question. "You believe I am interested in his man jewelry...Really? you are much stupider than I gave you credit for."

Despite my response I am starting to get an idea of what redding is getting at.

"no no it wasn't just any ring it was huge. Silver a-and...Red! Yes it was red some type of ruby or something. It looked expensive. And there was an engraving in the stone. I-I don't know w-what it said exactly but there was definitely something written there." He looks up at me with hope coloring his eyes.

That ring. I've seen it. It belongs to a man named Boyd Macent. He's in charge of one of the american branches of the Russian mafia. Shit.

"Thank you Redding, you have been most helpful." I walk up and pat his bloody cheek in appreciation. His shoulders slump in relief and I allow him a few moments of hope before pulling out my gun and shooting him between the eyes.

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Oh boy. It's been a while. I have no real excuse except I forgot. I recently turned on all the notifications on my phone, by accident actually, and was bombarded with wattpad notifications of all the votes and comments you all gave and I was like Shit! This was this weekend so I'm so sorry for the wait and I tried to make this as long as possible. I promise their will be more Ash and Cara in the next chapter and until then lets try to get two hundred votes and 50 comments? Yeah no? we shall see. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING I HAVE READ ALL OF YOUR COMMENTS AND YOU PEOPLE ARE THE BEST THANK YOU LOVELIES!

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