Malcolm released the barbs and Tuck lay on the floor, groaning and twitching, just glad it was over. "He was never our ally," Malcolm hissed. "I told John not to trust him, and I knew I just had to wait for him to fuck up."
Tuck just lay on the ground, breathing quickly, and trying to get his muscles to relax. God, the pain was unreal. Fucking Malcolm! That hadn't been in the plan. "Fuck- fuck you," he managed to hiss.
"Yeah, yeah," Malcolm retreated, locking them in again, leaving them alone, though he did intend to provide the things Tuck had asked for eventually.