She held the gun to his temple and walked sideways beside him. With his ankles wrapped in duct tape, he shuffled across the floor like a crippled old man. He stumbled; Marissa righted his balance by yanking on the handcuffs behind his back. She shoved him in the chair, secured him with more tape, then punched him in the face.Kenna heard the sickening crack of bone breaking.The strip of silver tape muffled Tito’s immediate cry of pain. Blood began to pour out his nose and Kenna found she couldn’t look away from the horror, knowing Marissa would do that, or something worse, to her.“Now that we’re all here, let’s get the party started.” She reached over and ripped the tape from Tito’s mouth.“You fucking crazy bitch, I’ll kill you for this!”“You’re not exactly in the position to be calling me names, Cortez.” She smirked. “What happened to the big badass gang member everybody is afraid of, hmmm?”He spit blood on the floor. “You’d never have gotten the drop on me, cunt, if you hadn’t used your pussy stun gun on me first.”Marissa rolled her eyes at Kenna.
