Claimed by the Biker Giant (Maxine and Tank) novel Chapter 159

Tank POV

Sheila was useless; all she could do was cry, and I was over it. She didn’t deny or agree to anything; she just kept crying.

“This was a waste of time. I am going to find Fixer; she might have better news.” I said to the others, and they agreed, but Blaze wanted to stay a bit longer, give her a few more hits; she won’t last much longer.

I found the door to Fixer and Cricket open, and I panicked at first, rushing to it, but all was fine.

To my surprise, Cricket looked like she was enjoying herself. Granted, she looked a little beaten up, but her eyes still had a spark in them, not defeated at all.

Fixer explained, and we moved to the back wall, and let them do what they needed to do, bringing in the chairs, and then the two ladies, or fresh meat as Fixer called them, and the spark in Cricket’s eyes brightened even more, like she was going to enjoy watching these two get beaten up. Did she hate them? I am sure they were family; Fixer will explain what’s going on later.

The girls talked, and we watched, as they discussed who was dead and that their father knew they were here. She didn’t go into detail about how she knew, but the girls accepted what she said with full trust. That would be shattered shortly.

“Don’t worry, Cricket, Dad will save us,” Alice said with confidence.

“What makes you believe that?” Cricket asked, frowning.

“Had my shoes on with the GPS in the heel, I kicked them off when they pulled us out of the vehicle.” She gloated. I nodded to the guard, and he rushed out the door to hunt down the shoes.

“Only your shoes? What about your phone? You know we all have GPS on those.” Heather added.

I looked at Fixer and the phone in her hand, and she smirk, and gave me the thumbs up, she would have disconnected the find my phone, as soon as she received the phone, we do that to all phones, so the girls phones would have been shut down, I wanted to know if they had

more on themselves, mind you, this deep underground, I doubt if they have anything on their body, it wouldn’t be able to give a signal out.

The shoes were thrown in front of the girl, twisted and broken; if there was any GPS in them, it was gone now.

“NO!!!.” Alice cried out, struggling to get out of the chains.

“Fixer, may I?” I asked, and she nodded for me to go ahead. I don’t know what I was going to do, but hopefully it will be fun for the rest of us.

I walked forward, picked up a shoe, knelt before Cricket, and tried to put it on her foot.

“Aw, not you, Cinderella.” I smiled up at her as I placed her foot back down.

I turned to Heather.

“Get away. Get away. Leave me alone.” She squealed out, nothing like the girl we met at the clubhouse, struggling in her restraints.

I grabbed her foot firmly and tried on the shoe. I hit her foot with the shoe when she tried to wiggle her feet out of my hands, gaining a loud scream of pain, and I almost laughed because I barely touched her.

I moved to Alice’s foot; it was bleeding from where she had kicked off her shoes.

I pushed the broken shoe on enough to satisfy me that the shoes did belong to her, even

though we knew they did. Her face was horrified, and she tried to kick it off, but I held firm on her ankle.

“You my dear, have been a naughty girl, do you know what we do to naughty girls?” I asked, giving her a warm smile, and she shook her head, whimpering.

“Zero, would you like to show her?” I offered him the first strike.

A hand came from behind her with force, causing her head to turn, and a loud scream from her made Cricket laugh.

“Yes, more.” Cricket shouted out.

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