He wasn't out yet, but he was pretty limp in his grasp, a good sign he thought. He wondered if the pup would make it through the night now. Just when he thought maybe there was a way to save the headstrong idiot, he smacked him. Marcus' warning growl had him smiling.
Tao licked at his lip. "Blood. Oh, poor thing. That, is going to cost you." He slammed him back into the wall a few times before tossing him to Marcus. "Cuffs, in silver, I don't want him able to shift, or move. And fix the fucking carpet."
Marcus had the gun out and would have happily put a bullet in him but would live with just beating on the kid until he was out. Then maybe another hit or two while getting him in the car.