tered with a hard left to the same spot. Steve' s body jerked spasmodically iion. Gus followed with two roundhouse puo Steve' s pecs, which straightehe battered teen up and flattened him against the wall. Then Gus threpercut straight into Steve' s solar plexus. Bright lights exploded in Steve' s eyes and the room spun around as his lungs desperately tried to su oxygen.
Steve was leaning back against the wall now, almost uo stand on his own, his arms sagging in the restraints. He was nearly out of it. Ben splashed a bottle of water into his fad then looked the teen dead in the eye. "Now I am going to ask you a question and I am only going to ask you once. Who dreamed up this little revenge caper? Who was the wiseguy who was going to get us?
Although Steve' s eyes were half shut and his mind was rocky, he had the presenind not to give away his friend. "We all came up with the idea together," he said.
Ben spat on the floor disgustedly. "Pull down his pants," he said to Gus. Gus yaeve' s denim shorts down to his ankles, revealing a pair of Calvin Klein boxer briefs and Steve' s admirable package.
Ben held up the Taser. "Now, you know what this feels like. I am going to t to three and then Gus is going to pull down your shorts and I am going to shove this thing right into your cod balls until your face turns blue unless you tell me what I want to hear. Now, who came up with the plan? 1…. 2….
"Okay, okay, it was Tommy," Steve said. "I' m sorry Tommy, I just ' t take anymore…"
"That' s okay, Steve," Tommy shouted from the cage. "I got you into this."
Gus undid Steve' s bonds and threw his limp body to ay spot on the floor. Then Gus and his two cohorts turo fay and Scott.
THIRD PART: Roadies' Revenge
Steve, battered and brutalized by the three rogue roadies, admitted that 16-year old Tommy was the mastermind behind their revenge plot. With Steve out of the way, the roadies' attention turo Tommy and his 18 year