Tom shivered, the polished wood of the table was cold against his bare ass. He couldn’t remember how long he’d been in this position, legs bent, hands clasped between them.
He remembered the guy in the bar, soft conversation and the ease with which the drinks slid down his throat. Then nothing.
A shuffling from across the room had his heart leaping into his mouth when a barely human voice rasped, “Don’t scream. It makes him mad.”
“Where are we?” Tom hissed, peering into the dark.
His blood turned to ice water in his veins when the voice replied, “Hell.”
A huge thank you to Tom Webb for being this week's guest star. Make sure you head on over to his blog, Bear on Books to check out his wonderful reviews.
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