"Lethergo!Takemeinstead!"Kurtshouted,trashingviolentlyagainsttheropes,thehempbitingintohiswristsashefoughttobreakfree.

        TheRedBandanachuckled,flickingthelooseendofthecargorope.ItwhippedagainstKurt''sbuttwithasharpsnap.

        "Easy,prettyboy.Don''tbeinsucharush.Oncewe''redoneplayingwithher,ifwe''vestillgottheenergy,maybewe''llcomebackandplaywithyou."

        Kurtstaredathimwithpurevenom,thengatheredeverythinghehadandspat.AwadofsalivalandedsquarelyonTheRedBandana''scheek.

        Thethugwipedhisfaceslowly,hisexpressiondarkening.Withagruntofrage,hedroveafisthardintoKurt''sstomach.

        Whump.

        Kurt''sstreamofcurseswascutshort,chokingbackintoapained,gutturalgroanastheairlefthislungs.Hecurledinonhimself,gasping.

        TheRedBandanadrewhisarmbackforanotherstrike,lookingtobreakribsthistime,buthefrozewhenavoicecutthroughthechaos—calm,almostbored.

        "Kurt,shutup."

        Reyastoodthere,perfectlystill.

        "Keepmakingthatnoiseandyou''llattractunwantedattention.IthinkIcanhandletwoofthem.Anymorethanthat...Ican''tguarantee."

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