Ryker POV
The bastard said he wouldn't break and even after everything he has endured he still hasn't uttered a word as to where they are. Just the occasional taunt besides his screams.
I watch as Drake hooks a blood bag up to him, we had been at it all day and half the night, at this rate he would die long before we got answers from him.
"We will start first thing in the morning, organise Jacob to come watch him" I tell Drake exhausted. My ears are ringing from his constant screaming.
"Ah Ryker is it alright if Tate and I stay at a motel instead of here"
"Of course it is, why are you asking, you can go home if you want" I tell him but he shakes his head.