Sydney sucked in a sharp breath.

My own blood boiled beneath the surface. I was enraged to see what they had done to a helpless woman, who was pregnant, nonetheless. I’d seen some fucked up things over the years, but even the bastards in my world didn’t target innocent pregnant women to torture.

To make matters worse, one of the fuckers grinned as he addressed a man reclined on the dingy brown couch, “Where do you want me to put her?"

“Dagger, please, stop this. You know it isn’t right,” Sydney interrupted.

Pushing himself leisurely to his feet, Dagger stepped in front of Sydney. Faster than I expected him to...