Jay hit play on Y/N's tv and connected the live stream and then Max was watching Y/N on camera. SHe was in a dark, dank looking room. Her wrists were handcuffed to the arms of a chair. Her head hung limply and was covered by a cloth sack of some sort. She looked as though she'd struggled and finally given up.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER," Max demanded.

"She might've hurt herself a little."

"Oh, she hurt herself, did she? How about I hurt you a little bit?"

With that, Max flew over the desk Jay was standing behind and tackled him to the floor. But that was as far as he got because Juice and Colten lunged and attacked. Each of the three men punched and kicked him till he was flat on the ground. And only then did they finally leave him.

"Better hurry and recover Maxxie. Y/N needs you." Jay taunted, as he neared the door. He had the Triple B in his hands. "Oh, and I'll take this for safe keeping."