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One of them is hurting animals.
The other is selling humans. Especially children.
I took it upon myself to cut a lock open on the back of a U-haul a couple weeks ago that was sitting in a vacant lot waiting for some flesh peddler to pick up his cargo.
Fucking mafioso fuckers I’d worked with successfully in the past decided to get deep into a new revenue stream and I caught some intel on an incoming ‘shipment’.
I should have stayed at the blackjack table talking to this rich lady who couldn’t stop staring at my cock. Margaret Malcom. Her husband died couple years ago without a pre-nup and she took control of nine figures of cash and other assets as well as some high up contacts.
I could have swindled her out of a few hundred grand there and then, but dumb fuck that I am, I pocketed her info for use at a later date and made my way into the stink of the Vegas night to set twenty-eight people free.
Wasn’t my smartest move. My years of doing profitable business with the Zeneli fuckers bought me an out but it’s one chance and if I don’t bring it in, I may get away now, but those guys are like bedbugs. They’ll wait you out for years but eventually,eventuallythey get their pound of flesh. Or in my case, as Zeneli said, he’ll feed my heart to his beloved white tiger.
Named Cruella.
Fucking dipshit.
Fuck this hot as fuck town with its shitty tasting water and everyone trying to out-rich everyone else.
The piles of money never gave me a hard on, it was the win. Manipulating people and reading them before they even knew what was happening. It was a rush, but not anymore. The only last micro-thread tying me here is this glimpse of a girl I caught when I dropped off a barely breathing little matted Maltese to my private contact at the Vegas animal shelter could weeks back.
I was focused on saving the dog when I caught sight of the back of one of the workers. Fairy tale ice queen blonde hair hanging down her back, nearly touching her fucking ass.
Jesus, thatass. It went on fordaaaaysand I wanted to bury my cock in it and never come back out. I haven’t stopped jerking off thinking about her since, which for me is way out of the fucking ordinary, especially since I never even saw her face.
Fucking weird.
But, I had to focus on the dog and get back to the owner I left chained to a pipe waiting for karma to come calling.
Hi, it’s me. I’m karma.
Outside of my work, my only hobby is quietly saving dogs that got the shit end of the stick in one way or the other, and then ending the fucking miserable lives of the ones that harmed them. Other guys play golf, I do this. It’s the closest thing I’ve had to a feeling of purpose.
But, aside from that little blonde distraction which does not serve me right now, I need to make introductions and manipulate some old money casino builders into taking a deal with my former associates.
It won’t be the sexiest deal I’ve ever made but it’s got the best payout.
My life.
But I need a daughter. Before tonight.
And therein lies the rub, because despite getting what I thought was the perfect girl lined up a week ago, turns out, she had a big fucking flaw.
Loose lips sink ships.
She took me as a man that could be led around by his dick, as if I’d give her the opportunity.
I told her I had zero interest in fucking her and I wouldn’t even remember her name after this job was done, she took that as a challenge. I’ve got eyes and ears around Vegas and it didn’t take long, even in her low rent circles, for word to get back that she needed a lesson in keeping my name out of her mouth.
She got it.
So now I’m desperate.
I glance at the screen as my phone buzzes and grind my teeth.
It’s Zeneli Xhaka, theKrye, or street boss of the group that I used to work with before I set their human cargo free.
He’s a fucktard with a Godfather complex but right now, I gotta take the call.
