Sex & Mayhem 02 The Devil's Ride (40 page)

“You can piss on him if you want. I know I will,”
said Tooth, quickly joining Luci and taking his shivering body into
his arms. He was careful not to graze Luci’s skin with the needle
as he held him.

“No, I don’t want my dick anywhere near him. Fuck
him. Fucking fucker.” Luci turned around in Tooth’s embrace and
wrapped his arms around Tooth’s midsection with his face
hidden.

Tooth squeezed him tight
ly and kissed the soft hair on top of his head.
“All right babe, whatever you think is best,” he whispered, already
looking at the scum at their feet.

“
I think
I should go. It’s not safe to be here with him,” Luci
whispered, but gripped the back of Tooth’s cut.

Luci was always thinking of others first. Tooth
smiled at him. “Stay safe, all right? Call Milk to pick you up from
that cafe in half an hour or so.”

“I will.” He gave Tooth a quick kiss and walked off,
rubbing his eyes without a glance back at the monster on the
ground.

The rest of the job went fairly well. After
depositing the body in the trunk of the car, all neatly wrapped in
plastic with only the face sticking out, Tooth set out on the drive
across state lines. He made sure Luci was okay while still in town,
then switched off his phone and only stopped
twice
—once to take a
piss, and once to get some food at a drive-thru. As strange as it
was, he didn’t feel particularly excited. He’d much rather be at
home with Luci, watching a movie or having sex. Just enjoying their
time together. Harlow wasn’t really worth his time. Human trash,
that’s all this man was.

Tooth went deep into the forest, watched the sun
set over the trees, and stopped when he couldn’t go
farther. He’d never felt more
confident about someone deserving to die than today. The piece of
shit was still out of it when Tooth got him out of the trunk and
flung him over his shoulder, to take farther into the woods. It
would be a long night, and he didn’t want any witnesses.

The one thing poking at his brain like a nosy old
neighbor complaining of the noise was an odd sense of
déjà vu he got every time he
looked at Harlow. He couldn’t pinpoint it to any specific time, it
was just that his eyes, his mouth seemed strikingly familiar.
Unable to solve this problem for now, Tooth marched on with the
heavy weight on his shoulders until he was certain no one would
hear Harlow scream. He chose a good spot and restrained the bastard
between four relatively young trees. He dragged over two large
stones and placed one on each side of Harlow’s head, fairly certain
they would keep it in place. He got so bored when Harlow wouldn’t
wake up that he even started digging the hole to use after he was
done. And then he waited, letting his eyes adjust to the darkness
and thankful it was a full moon.

When time came for Harlow to wake up, he was getting
annoyed with waiting, so he slapped his captive a few times, until
he came to. The vermin looked up at Tooth, his eyes wide open in a
second. The man’s scream was stifled by a gag and only rippled in
the silence around them, without carrying farther away.

Tooth sighed, playing with his knife. “Shut up. No
one’s gonna hear you anyway.”

Harlow stilled, breathing frantically through his
nose, tears already forming in his eyes.

Tooth slowly got to his feet and picked up
the plastic apron he wanted to
wear during the procedure. “What’s your name?”

The man whimpered and shook his head as much as the
stones allowed him. Tears spilled down his temples, shining in the
moonlight. Just looking at it made Tooth sick to his stomach. This
pathetic waste of a human being was the source of Luci’s
nightmares? He wasn’t even a challenge to Tooth. He had expected
more resistance, more character. Slowly, he pulled on his thick
rubber gloves and kneeled next to Harlow, pulling out the gag.
“What’s your name?”

“
Harlow. George Harlow
.” He spoke so fast it sounded like he was
stumbling over his own words. “You must have gotten the wrong
person, I’m just a teacher!”

“Pleased to meet you,” said Tooth as adrenaline
suddenly flooded his veins. “I’m Tooth of the Coffin Nails
Motorcycle Club. I’m Lucifer’s boyfriend.”

Even in the darkness, Tooth could see
the blood drain from the man’s
face. “C-c-c-coffin Nails?” he struggled to whisper. “I-I… let’s
make a deal, I know we can sort it out somehow.” His teeth
clattered and Tooth found the sound inviting.

“Yeah? How can we sort out that you wanted to fuck
my boy?” rasped Tooth. He took a roll of dental tools out of his
bag and unfolded it over Harlow’s chest, making sure they
jingled.

“Oh God, oh God.” Harlow was already wheezing, and
Tooth delighted in each of his nervous breaths. “I didn’t know he
had someone, he didn’t tell me, he invited me out himself. But
you’re from the Nails, I’m sure you guys could use some extra
business, right? I know someone with a lot of money, and he’s
looking for a business partner to enlarge his operation.”

“Oh, yeah? Who’s that?” asked Tooth, deciding to
play with the guy’s fears for a while. He made sure Harlow saw the
large dental extractor in his hand.

Harlow’s pupil’s were so wide they made the whole
iris look black. His chest jerked up and down with the hitched
breaths he was barely catching. “Because I was meaning to quit as
their partner anyway. You could take over, I’d just disappear. You
could tell Luci I’m dead, he’d never see me again,” he babbled in
panic.

Tooth’s hand itched when Harlow used Luci’s
nickname, but he just shrugged and started moving the heavy tool up
Harlow’s neck. He couldn’t wait to use it. “Who?”

“Rick Harris, and he has more associates as well,
I’m sure you could work something out if I mediate. If you let me
go, I could annul the whole contract on Lucifer. They’d believe me.
Only me.” Harlow cried again, his words turning into a sob. “Only
me.”

Cogs unblocked in Tooth’s brain. Frankie Harris. The
sister of Rick the Vanilla Lounge bouncer. Rick Harris. Despite the
cold shudders trailing down his back, Tooth hoped the darkness
would hide any emotions that could surface on his face.

“What kind of business is that?”

“
It’s organs. They want his heart and liver. He
matches the profile of two
of our clients. I could stop that, I could feign something
in his papers, say I overlooked it, and they wouldn’t even bother
with him anymore. I could do that.” Harlow licked the sweat off his
upper lip.

Tooth
had never even noticed when the guy lost his glasses. Tooth
stared at Harlow, at the mouth full of teeth that didn’t belong
there. His whole body became a pulsing heart, fighting for air.
“Luci’s....”

“
Yes, I know, I know, it’s horrendous, right? I
could make some calls, meet the contractor
. I’d do this for you and disappear.”

Tooth could barely hear him through the drumming
of his own pulse, and the influx of sounds and voices that came
with images running through his head at a crazy pace. Luci on a
metal table. Completely pale and still beautiful as an angel. With
a gaping hole in the middle of his chest. Then
Luci’s face darkened, getting a bit
fuller, with dark dreadlocks spilled all around it.

Tooth
finally remembered where he’d seen Harlow. The guy had
hooked up with Tracy a few times. He had been much younger, more
innocent looking, without a trace of gray in his hair. But it was
him. It was him. Nausea rose in Tooth’s throat, and without a
thought, he clenched the extractor on the lower half of Harlow’s
nose and twisted.

A scream pierced the night with so much agony that
birds fled from surrounding trees. “No! No! Please, no!” the man
cried with blood trickling down into his mouth.

“Give me names!” growled Tooth, watching the
bloodied mess under him with a pleasure he didn’t quite expect.

“I told you! Rick Harris! He’s my only contact!”
Harlow yelled in utter terror.

“You sure?” whispered Tooth, gently tapping the
extractor against Harlow’s lips. He was breathing hard, and his
body was aroused in all but an erection.

“Yes! That’s all I know, I only gave Rick
information. He passed it onto someone who actually dealt with
clients. I was going about my own business most of the time. I
never meant to hurt Luci. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.”

Lack of intention wasn’t what Luci’s confession
suggested.

Tooth smashed the tool against Harlow’s lips, and
felt teeth give. This move was all that kept him from vomiting all
over that sorry excuse of a man. “Liar. I know what you did!”

“
I didn’t, I didn’t!” Harlow cried through bloodied
broken teeth, with
his
eyes clenched tightly shut. He must have been hitting that panic
level when he’d say anything. He was also back to writhing in the
restraints and pulling on them like a madman. “He’s just lied to
manipulate you because he doesn’t like me.” The last word was
merely a cough as Harlow choked on some of his own
blood.

“You raped him, you fucking pervert. And I know that
because I’m the Coffin Nails interrogator! Tell me the truth or
I’ll cut into your bone!” Tooth rasped, already seeking the proper
instrument, blindly fumbling through the bag. The clatter of steel
was music to his ears.

“
No, please don’t. I was inappropriate, I
know
.” Harlow’s words
were a mix of pleas and cries. “But he was such a dirty little boy.
You’d understand if you saw him back then. It’s not how it
looks.”

“No, he wasn’t.” Tooth let out a low growl, his
whole body trembling with the need to punch, tear, kick, bludgeon.
He would never forget the lost look Luci had on his face when he
told him about what Harlow did. The scum deserved to die. “You want
me to cut off your ears now?”

“
I told you everything…” Harlow sobbed. “Your club
would appreciate the business I could bring through my contacts.”
His face was already a pathetic mess, and Tooth couldn’t wait to
make it worse. For every single time this motherfucker took
an
eleven-year-old boy
from a broken home into the school basement to abuse him. But there
was one more thing Harlow was guilty of.

“Years ago, there was a prostitute you were hooking
up with. He went by Tracy,” said Tooth as coldly as he could, even
though his whole body was steaming up.

“
I
…
Maybe… I don’t remember well. Why?”

Tooth could see the desperation in Harlow’s eyes,
the need to grasp onto something, to find a way to be
useful.
Tooth swallowed,
equally desperate not to waste this chance. He felt as if he were
balancing on the edge of a knife. “He was found with his kidney cut
out. But the organ wasn’t taken. Tell me what you know,” insisted
Tooth, holding on to Harlow’s jaw.

Harlow’s gaze was the epitome of ‘crazy eyes’. “It
was early days for Rick and his partner… they found out the boy had
HIV, he was of no use to them. I had nothing to do with it,
nothing. Now please help me help you.” Another sob left his smashed
lips. “I can take Luci out of danger.”

Anger exploded in Tooth’s head. He forced
open Harlow’s bloodied jaw and
closed the extractor on a tooth that still sat solid. It broke
underneath the pressure, evicting another sharp cry out of Harlow’s
mouth. “Tell me all that you know!”

“What else do you want?” It was a sad excuse for
speech, quiet, stuttering, specked with moans. but Tooth was
already proficient with extracting his information this way.

“I saw you with him. Tell me exactly what happened
to Tracy. I want it all, you shithead!”

“He was a hooker, he got abducted, they were sloppy
and only realized the HIV when they found some meds on him.”

“And you recruited him,” hissed Tooth. He pulled out
one of the loosened teeth as he pronounced the last syllable.

“I found him, but I didn’t… I… don’t know, I don’t
remember. Please let me go. Luci is in danger. We both care for
him, right?” The whining was getting incohesive.

“Will you be telling me the truth if I took care of
your dick?” asked Tooth, showing Harlow the bloodied extractor. He
wasted no time and unzipped the man’s pants.

Harlow screamed at the top of his lungs. “No!
Please, no! What kind of monster are you?”

Tooth snorted as he pulled down Harlows pants to
expose his sorry, shriveled dick. “It’s funny you’re the one saying
that.”

“Oh, God… I told them about Tracy, that he was a
good target. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry! I’m a different man now. It
was a mistake!”

Tooth shook his head as his body slowly cooled down.
His mind was getting back on track as he pulled the bag closer.
Both Tracy and Luci deserved so much better than what this piece of
trash had for them. It was payday.

He could only hope Tracy could hear Harlow
scream.

Tooth grinned at the fucker so hard his jaw hurt.
“Scream, scream all the way to heaven.”

The morning brought peace to Tooth. He finished
burying the body just as the birds were starting to sing in
earnest.
It had been a
tough night, but it brought some closure to his heart. As he slowly
walked back to where he had left the car, his mind was flooded with
a pleasant buzz. Strolling over the fallen leaves, he enjoyed the
sounds of the forest, the rhythmic drumming made by a woodpecker,
bird cries, squirrels running around in search of food. His mind
was at peace now that he at least knew what had happened to Tracy.
But that didn’t mean things were over. Who knew if Luci would still
be alive if they hadn’t taken him in when they had. He didn’t want
to scare the boy, but from now on, he’d have to be watched at all
times. At least until Tooth put his hands on Rick and broke his
neck. It was nauseating to think just how close Luci had been to
losing his life.