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"That boy is probably violently raped and beaten nightly. Do you want that for Carter?"
"No."
"Do you want him to be gang-raped? To be used like a sex toy for an entire group of violent, fucked up men?"
"No!" Nathan growls, snapping his gaze to his friend. He flashes his eyes in warning. "Stop."
"No, Nathan.Youstop. It's not me who is putting him in danger right now. It's you."
Fury bubbles inside of Nathan's chest, threatening to burst. He wants to destroy something.Someone. He wants to claw and break and shred all of these people until they're nothing but piles of filth and sin. Until they can't possibly hurt anyone ever again.
“Who was that piece of shit?”
Benny tosses a hand up in confusion. “Who?”
“Casey’s owner. Who is he? What do we know about him?”
“Christ, you’re scatter-brained today.” Benny rubs at his forehead, eyes half-closed as he thinks. “Dugray. William Dugray. He’s a cleaner. Works for Hanson, I think.”
A cleaner isn’t one of the people who launders the dirty money for people like Nathan. They’re who accepts the money once it’s been laundered and makes damn sure it’s squeaky clean by running it through all sorts of stocks and funds. Launderers take away the obvious filth on the cash in case anyone decides to snoop around. Cleaners make it so no one ever even thinks of snooping in the first place.
They’re valuable, yes, but they’re not irreplaceable.
“How high up is Dugray?”
“I don’t know. Up there. Not the top.”
“Disposable?”
Benny’s lips part, a question clearly on the tip of his tongue, but then realization relaxes his expression and he’s smirking. “Oh. I see now.”
“So?”
“So, I’m pretty sure we could make that work, yeah. Let me dig around a bit. Give me 24.”
Nathan nods. He can do that. He can be patient.
Or he can at leasttryto be.
The idea of William Dugray getting eviscerated will certainly hold Nathan over for the night at least.
“But Casey,” Nathan thinks out loud. “If he survived tonight, you make damn sure he gets taken care of. Even if we can’t get rid of Dugray. I don’t want that boy with him anymore. Things have to change for Casey. Understood?”
“Absolutely. I’ll keep you updated.” Benny reaches out and squeezes Nathan’s shoulder in what he knows is meant to be a comforting gesture. It’s not comforting, but nothing would be right now. Nathan appreciates the effort. “Hold it together, man. Clean yourself up, get a drink, mingle for 20 minutes, find Vasco, and get this shit over with. Then come home and be with you boy.”
"Promise you'll take care of him?" Nathan asks like a pathetic idiot. HeknowsBenny will take good care of the boy. Of course he does. But… he just needs to hear it.
"Yeah, Nate. I've got him."
"Okay." Nathan takes a deep breath, steadying himself. "Okay. You go. I'll stay in here and clean up. I - I can't see him again. I need to stay focused."
Benny nods, giving him a tight smile. "He's going to be okay, Nate. I promise."
Nathan turns away from Benny before he can say what he's sure they're both thinking.
That's not a promise Benny can keep.
Carter Beckett may not ever be okay again.
