"Just tell me what I need to hear and you can leave," Kent said, crouching down so he was eye level with my bloodied face.

"Go fuck yourself," I said politely. There was no way I was letting Kent win.

"What about you Eli?" Kent called. "Ready to give up?"

"You wait till I get out of here!" Eli growled and pulled angrily at his restraints. His chest was now bare and covered in blood.

We looked a mess.

"Bring in the chair!" Kent called and I tensed, already knowing what was coming next.

The door opened and Adam and Blake walked in, moving a large dentist style chair. They...