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Sammy laughed out loud and motioned him to continue. “You got nothing. But go ahead. Give it your best shot. Just know that at the end of the day, Lilianna is still going to be the one licking my nutsack, and deep throating my cock without a stitch of clothing on, desperately hoping I like the way she sucks me dry or else I’ll find another way to humiliate her.”
Hunter closed his eyes, willing his fists not to form, and pressed a newly added number on his speed-dial list. He held the phone to his ear, and when the party at the other end answered, he said, “Yes. I’m ready to proceed.”
“As you wish,” Hunter heard before the other party hung up. He put the cell phone in his pants pocket and waited patiently.
“Now what?”
“Now we’re waiting for another phone call.”
Sammy rolled his eyes and opened his mouth, presumably to make another inappropriate slur against Lilianna, but then a familiar tune started playing. The first nine notes of Darth Vader’s theme song emanated from Sammy’s pocket.
His eyes widened and he hurriedly answered his phone. “Yes, sir. Hello. What can I do for you today?”
Sammy listened for almost a whole minute.
During that time, he looked at Hunter with the most satisfyingly rapt gaze of horror. He then glanced back and forth at every single person in the room two or three times with the same expression.
Halfway through his mouth fell open slightly, and toward the end of the call, he started nodding exaggeratedly as if the person on the other end of the line could see him.
Finally, he started talking. “Yes, sir. Of course, sir. No, sir.”
After several more repetitions of the same several words in various and different orders, Sammy hung up, staring at his phone like he’d just dodged a phalanx of deadly assassins bent on removing him permanently from the earth’s surface.
He likely wasn’t far off.
Hunter said, “I hope that Lorenzo has straightened everything out for you with regard to Lilianna, her cousin Mick’s debt, Herbert, and in fact this whole entire matter.”
Herbert made an audible sucking in a loud breath noise at the mere mention of Lorenzo’s name. He almost dropped the band of hundreds he still held.
Sammy swallowed hard and looked at Hunter in a completely respectful new light. “Yes. Everything has been explained. I’ll go now and leave you all to your business.”
Hunter stepped closer, pinning Sammy against the broken glass counter, until his mouth was an inch away from Sammy’s ear. He then whispered one last threat, “I know you’re being a good little soldier because the big boss, Lorenzo, just called and put you in your place.
“But let me give you one more piece of information so that if your attitude changes after some lengthy time goes by, and you decide to throw caution to the wind to come after us again, that you understand the consequences.
“If you so much as think of any of us again, I promise that I’ll make sure everyone knows exactly who the snitch was that put your old man in prison, so that you could take over his lucrative business.”
Sammy made a gurgling noise like perhaps he’d just swallowed his tongue whole or perhaps shit his pants. Either way, he seemed to get the point.
Hunter continued, pressing his point, “So forget about me and my best friend. Forget about Lilianna. As a bonus, also forget about Herbert. Move on with your life. Because if you don’t, I’ll distribute the video that I have of you ratting out your own father to the real Feds. Do we understand each other completely?”
Hunter backed away to look into Sammy’s now-stricken face.
He licked his lips nervously, and said, “I understand.”
Sammy turned to leave, snapping his fingers at the thug just now coming out of his curled in a ball position on the floor to half stand up. He groaned once as Sammy helped him limp out of the shop.
The sad little bell tinkled Sammy’s auspicious departure and Hunter breathed a sigh of relief for the first time since entering this town.
“What in the world did you just do in order to get Sammy to back off?” Lilianna asked in a not entirely joyful tone of voice.
“Let’s just say that I motivated him to do the right thing.” Hunter didn’t want to explain what he’d done to resolve this issue. He had a past he’d just as soon forget rather than advertise. He’d never planned to call in the favor from Lorenzo, but love was also a powerful motivator, and he wasn’t sorry about the results.
