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4.5 Scare

My mind wandered off to naughty things because I was programmed that way.

Ry had other plans. We searched for his brother, Colt, and we found him in the room next to his bedroom, sipping on whiskey.

While he was away work one day, I had sneaked into the room and tried the drink and I almost choked. The bitter taste of the drink had me avoiding it all costs.

Colt seemed unbothered by the liquid, he seemed more bothered by us.

"I want to take your little puppet here on a trip to the dark side," Ry told Colt. Oh, Ry you have no idea.

"She is already dark enough," Colt replied and took another sip of his whiskey. There were endless bottles of alcohol in this room. They looked so carefully placed on the shelves that they made the impression that alcohol was good for a person.

"Maybe I can scare her enough so that you can get your information out of her. Then you can finally send the poor girl back," Ry told Colt. Was he really planning on playing that game with me? I would be able to handle Ry better than Colt. Ry had more of the lust I majored in than his brother. Ry pointed at me. "Velvet gets all hot and bothered by faintly mentioning sex. She needs to get taken care of."

Colt dryly laughed at Ry's remark. I had never seen Colt laugh before. It was an extraordinary experience and it shocked Ry as well. In this room they looked more alike than before. Colt's tie was loosened.

"Well, go ahead. Take her with you for a few days," Colt gave him permission to borrow me. He reached out for the opened bottle and poured some more liquor for himself. "I will not be there to pick up your body."

The lump in my throat reappeared.

"Right," Ry replied, taking Colt's statement as a joke. I was getting cold whilst they were enjoying the situation.

"I mean it, Ryland. Velvet is a killer. Every family that she has visited has had numerous deaths. The agency tends to overlook their best product's dark sides," Colt revealed. My head was starting to feel really heavy. I thought... I was stupid that was what I thought.

"That is what you meant!" Ry had an epiphany. He remembered that I told him that Colt was trying to incriminate me. Then he looked back at his brother. "I am more than interested for a ride with this one. I doubt she is capable of killing people like you."

"You are one of us, too," Colt threw in. "Just because you have tattoos and addictions, it does not make you less of a Lewis."

There was a hint of a tattoo on his neck. I was not interested in it that much. I had other problems in that moment.

Ry shook his head. "The only thing that connects me to you is the money."

I felt the need to sit down. I sat on the floor. The men noticed me and they were quite muffled by it.

Ry continued, "However, I think I can save you some work here, brother. I will bring her back to you once I get through to her."

Colt was still very amused. "It will not save me any work, it will add to it because she will end up driving you to the shrink."

"If you say so, brother. Last time I checked, fucking a bitch does not make you crazy," Ry insisted. I felt that there was a story behind this statement. Colt had been very distant sexually. I had tried, but he had not responded.

I was not aware of the fact that I drove people crazy. That was a new accusation. Hey, I should use it!

"I am not giving you a dime if you take her with you now," Colt threatened his brother. I was relieved. That was an offer Ry could not refuse. He had come to his hostile brother for money. He would never take me over the money. I needed Ry to take the money and leave.

"You have a deal, brother," Ry replied with a smirk on his face. Moments ago I was sure of myself, now I suffered from cramps. Ry and Colt were playing a wicked game with me.

"Don't you dare sell her on the market, Ryland," Colt warned his brother.

Ry's smirk died off. "I am not the one who condones human trafficking, brother."