“It’ about damn…” I started to bellyache at whoever was unlocking the door, but the words died on my tongue when I saw the two men standing there with Billy between them. “Billy, what…?” I started to ask the other man what he was doing here before he was tossed into the room with me. The door was closed and locked before I could even think of making a move as he scrambled to get up off the floor.
What was Billy doing here? Does that mean that they know? Had that little bitch told them? “Sam, you piece of shit, you sold me out to save your own ass.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about; sold you out to who?”
“The boss’ son! If it wasn’t you, then who could it be? Who else did you tell, you idiot?”