PRIMAL Reckoning Quotes

“What, what are you doing to me?” “I’m not going to do anything to you. But my friend is. I’m just going to video it and send it to all your police buddies. Or maybe I’ll just put it on the internet for all the perverts to jack off to.” He opened the door. It took every ounce of his discipline not to burst out laughing. “Tell me, Felipe, are you familiar with the expression, I’m going to make a playground out of your ass?” Mitch stood in the doorway wearing a gimp mask and a pair of cut-off denim shorts. His muscular, hairy chest was strapped into a harness with a steel ring in the middle. He was holding a giant black rubber dildo. “What the hell?” screamed the bound man. Bishop used his knife to cut the tape holding him to the chair. “It’s OK, Felipe. You seem to be already enjoying this.” The policeman looked down at his raging boner. “Nooo, you can’t do this. You can’t.”
― Jack Silkstone, PRIMAL Reckoning

“OK, so this is what’s going to happen, Felipe. You’re going to tell me exactly what I want to know or things are going to get… interesting.” He took a syringe out of his pocket and removed the safety cap. He showed it to the policeman then slid it into his arm and depressed the plunger. Felipe fought against the tape. “What the hell is that?” “Don’t worry, it’s nothing dangerous. Just a muscle relaxant and some Viagra.” Bishop leaned in close. “You can feel it can’t you? A warm fuzzy feeling, all your muscles relaxing, except one. But that’s not a muscle is it?” “What, what are you doing to me?” “I’m not going to do anything to you. But my friend is. I’m just going to video it and send it to all your police buddies. Or maybe I’ll just put it on the internet for all the perverts to jack off to.” He opened the door. It took every ounce of his discipline not to burst out laughing. “Tell me, Felipe, are you familiar with the expression, I’m going to make a playground out of your ass?” Mitch stood in the doorway wearing a gimp mask and a pair of cut-off denim shorts. His muscular, hairy chest was strapped into a harness with a steel ring in the middle. He was holding a giant black rubber dildo. “What the hell?” screamed the bound man. Bishop used his knife to cut the tape holding him to the chair. “It’s OK, Felipe. You seem to be already enjoying this.” The policeman looked down at his raging boner. “Nooo, you can’t do this. You can’t.” Already his voice was slurring as the drugs kicked in.”
― Jack Silkstone, PRIMAL Reckoning

“He pushed his ID card through the gap beneath the glass. “I’m from GE. Here to upgrade the C4I4 software.” Mitch almost grimaced at the sound of his accent. Bishop had tried to school him in the art but he didn’t have an ear for it. Well, he was committed now. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what that means.” The woman turned and spoke to another officer. A third man, in civilian clothing, came over and spoke to them before approaching the glass. “Hello, you are here to fix the computers?” Mitch nodded. “Yeah, sort of. I’m here to update the software on the biometric recog system.” The man’s face was blank. “OK, yeah I’m here to fix the computers.”
― Jack Silkstone, PRIMAL Reckoning

“If those bastards at the Veda ranch wanted a war, he was going to bring them a blitzkrieg.”
― Jack Silkstone, PRIMAL Reckoning

“Yeah, no worries, man. I’ll just call my buddies at Homeland Security and borrow a couple of surveillance birds. Maybe they’ll throw in a SEAL Team as well.” “You done?” Howard stayed silent.”
― Jack Silkstone, PRIMAL Reckoning

“screwed.”
― Jack Silkstone, PRIMAL Reckoning