Page 21 of King of Cruelty


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“That ain’t true. It belongs to my father and he’s a very important man. You gotta give me more, man. You gotta.”

“Sorry, kid. I’m doing you a favor. Take it or leave it.”

As I walked closer, my anger continued to increase.

“Yeah. Yeah. Twenty is fine.”

As Eddie smiled, reaching for his cash register drawer, I realized I’d already had enough of his shady antics. I yanked the watch from the counter, studying the bezel then turning it over.

“Give that back!” the kid yelped, his eyes opening wide when he noticed the weapon in my holster.

“I think you owe this young man an apology,” I told Eddie.

“How’s that?” he asked, coming closer, the twenty-dollar bill in his hand.

“You told the man a lie. This isn’t a fake. You know it. I know it. Now, he knows it. It’s a Cosmograph Daytona worth in the neighborhood of ninety thousand dollars give or take.” I smirked as I watched Eddie’s face fall.

“Man. I knew it,” the kid said. “You gotta at least give me a thousand bucks, dude.”

Sighing. I eyed the kid briefly before reaching for my wallet. “Take the watch back to Daddy, kid. This is the kind of thing your own father will call the cops over.”

“But I need the money real bad.” He swallowed hard then took the watch from my hand. I had no doubt the stupid kid would try to palm it elsewhere given he knew its worth.

I pulled out several hundred-dollar bills, folding and handing them to him. “Call this a down payment to your future, kid, but don’t want to see you inside this store or another shithole like it. Do you understand me?”

“Stop calling my place a shithole, asshole,” Eddie snarled.

My, weren’t we being colorful tonight?

“Thanks, mister. This means a lot.” The kid pocketed the cash and the watch, throwing Eddie a nasty look before racing out.

I turned my rapt attention to the man, lifting a single eyebrow. He was no threat, but my guess was he had a few burly bouncer types working for him.

“What do you need?” he asked, giving me a hard onceover. “I don’t see you as the type needin’ money.”

“What gave you that impression? The suit or the wad of cash?”

He didn’t seem to like my attempt at humor. “Like I said. What do you want?”

“I came to talk to you.”

“About what?”

I glanced around the store then eased the bat onto the glass counter. He backed away instantly. “Jade Rollins and the money she owes you.”

“I don’t know who the hell you’re talking about.” He huffed then turned away. “And that bat will cost you eighteen hundred dollars.”

All I could do was laugh. “Brand new it’s only worth a cool grand. I don’t like your methods of operation, Eddie. You don’t mind if I call you that. Do you?”

“Who the hell are you? Get out of my store. Give me that bat.”

He was foolish enough to act as if he had control. Within two seconds, I smashed the glass, moving to a second case and doing the same thing.

“Hey!” he squealed. “You can’t do that.”

“I can do anything I want. Now, did that help your memory?”

Swallowing hard, he nodded several times. “Yeah, I know her. The girl owes me a lot of money.”

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