บท 44: Chapter 44: TYLER

My woman was in room twenty-two beaten all to shit, and chained to a radiator like a fucking dog. She was hungry, filthy and halfway to dead.

A red haze formed, and that blinding rage finally rose up inside me, before I was able to beat it back. I'm pretty sure the people two doors down heard my roar before I was able to contain it.

That fucking haze kept growing, but the sight of her crumpled and hurt kept my ass in check, barely. I think I went mad for a second or two at the sight, before my senses came back.

"Vicki, baby, what the fuck?" I went to her side to gauge the situation and found that it was worse upon closer inspection. The anger will have to wait for later, right now it was more important to get her the fuck out of there.