Jessie groaned, watching the other two leave, leaving her with Harper.

"You sonuvabitch. How long have you been working both sides?" Jessie asked, furious.

"Like you don't know. Nothing personal, Reynolds. You should feel lucky, though. I wanted to kill you years back." Harper said, getting a growl from her. She jerked more on those chains, her head tilting back.

"You understand you're a dead man, don't you?" Jessie asked, getting a laugh, as the man landed a kick to her stomach.