Chapter 38

Davis's pov The nerve of this fucker! How had I not known? Very true the saying ‘the enemy is within'. The sole reason why sandra Angela was presently not with me was because of this nincompoop that called himself Skyler. 'How many people are you working with?" I snarled but Skyler didn't answer. 'goddamit … who fucking sent you and how many were you that was sent?" I thundered causing the people in the prison to flinch with exception of myself, Stella, and the fucking son of a bitch…Skyler. Hell, even the head of the guard that had earlier brought him jumped in fear. 'I'm alone" he whimpered out, blood coming out of his mouth as he spoke. 'Like the hell, you are alone… tell me before I cut your tongue out. 'How many of your men are here in my pack?" 'Just me," he said. At his response, I buckled my fingers and launched into his face. His face only reeled back a bit before it jerked right back to me. One of the two guards standing on either side of him adjusted his restraining