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again. "I am going to leave you in Taj's gentle care while I enjoy a few hours of sleep." Conyers stood, started to turn, but then redirected and came to bend over Logan once more. "I'd talk if I were you."
    He slowly removed something from his inner jacket pocket, and Logan tensed at seeing the white back of the photo and the all too familiar feminine handwriting with the little pink heart drawn above the name.
    "No!" Logan growled, jerking at his restraints fiercely, his mind sent in a whirl of sudden panic he wasn’t used to.
    Logan swallowed hard. Every muscle in his body tensed as Conyers turned it, pinching the top of the photo to wiggle it above Logan's face where he could see the woman in the photo.
    "You want to save her?" A twitch of fury ran up the side of Conyers's nose. "You took something from me, Logan. You know what I want back, and if Taj cannot make you talk, I would be willing to bet that if I bring her in and do the same things to her that Taj is going to do to you, then you will talk. Won't you, Logan? You know very well that I can find her." He paused and turned the photo back over between his fingers, to look at the smiling face of the woman. "I know you always held onto your love for her. I know why you let her go, too."
    This situation had just hit pit bottom, all around, bad as it could get.
    Logan let his head fall back with a scoff.
    "To protect her," Conyers said. "See where that has gotten you, boy."
    "You goddamn son of a bitch," Logan yelled.
    As he cursed him, Conyers snapped his fingers and handed the photo to the man who had just entered. "Contact Raven and tell him to find her," he ordered. "Her name is Mara Cahil ." He turned over his shoulder to look back at Logan, scoffing with a look of calculation. "She did keep your name after you divorced her, didn’t she?"
    "Leave her out of this, you fucking bastard," Logan said with a snarl of his own. "You said it yourself, I'm one hard motherfucker to kill—and when I get off this table, you're the first son of a bitch I'm coming after."
    Conyers gave him a brief, cynical snigger and patted Logan's knee before he turned and stalked from the room with the two others falling into step behind him. Only Taj remained with Logan.
    "You won't get shit from me this way," Logan shouted after Conyers.
    But it was too late.
    Conyers knew exactly which button—and there was only one damn button—to push.
    Damn him.
    Logan swallowed hard as the door shut with a bang. He lifted his head as much as he could to watch Taj . The haji went to a shelf to pull out a set of cables and the battery, which he dropped onto a rolling metal table and hooked up one end of the cables to the positive side and then the negative. Logan instantly started forcing his tingling limbs to move, to work at the bonds holding him tightly.
    His efforts were not enough.
    Red hazed over his vision.
    He was going to kill Conyers. He had never felt such intense anger in his life, and he had a lot to be angry about.
    Anger at himself. At Conyers. At the fucking buffoon about to send a high-voltage current through is body. Taj pushed the cart nearer and stepped closer, smiling sickly down on him as he flipped up the bottom of Logan's shirt. Logan saw it coming. He tilted his head back and ground his teeth, letting out a fierce cry of pain as Taj touched both clips to his skin. His body jolted and arched off the table.
    The sound of pain reverberated throughout the room and probably all the way to Conyers.
    Logan's neck curved up off the table as he clamped his teeth and lost all control, every muscle in his body going rigid.
    And then, it stopped.
    He fell limply back onto the table. His mind swam to grasp reality, and he panted as Taj moved to grab his face. Logan fought him, twisting his neck away as he struggled to regain clarity.
    Taj came closer again. "What is it you have done, American? Whom do you work with? Tell me and the pain will stop. No need to bring your woman into