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I take off his ring finger to further my point.
“How’d you find out Sinead was representing me?”
“It’s public record, but I have other ways of finding out.”
“Evasiveness will not serve you well.”
I jab my fist into his belly, making him double over, which only makes him scream because it feels like his arms are about to be ripped off.
“Who told you?”
“Someone who knew.”
I snap off another finger. Blood gushes from his hand. Keeping it above his heart is on purpose. It’ll slow the bleeding a little. Enough for me to keep questioning.
“Did they come to you?”
He’s breathing harder. His head is lolling to the side. All the pain is catching up to him.
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“They know I’m connected to the mob. They know I can’t stand you or your family. This was perfect. I could fuck you over and punish the bitch for forgetting whose side she’s on.”
“Mine. That’s the only side Sinead picked.”
“Cunt.”
My hand whips out as I backhand him across his cheek. It’s enough to not only turn his head, but knock him away from me. He swings back, and my fist connects with his right eye.
“Who told you?”
I know he won’t tell me yet. Which is fine. It’s what I want. I take off another finger. I grab a nail from the table that had the pliers and start with the stump that’s left of his little finger. I stick the nail into the open wound.
“This little piggy went to market.”
I move to his ring finger.
“This little piggy stayed at home.”
Now to his middle finger.
“This little piggy had roast beef.”
His index finger.
“This little piggy had none.”
I release his hand and grab his thumb as I yank his arm behind him. Matteo and Carmine step forward, each grabbing an ass cheek.
“And this little piggy cried all the way home.”
I shove his thumb up his ass.
Then I take the pliers to it and cut it off, leaving the digit behind as I drop his hand. Carmine and Matteo let him go, laughing as he pisses himself. They grab metal pipes and circle him as I step back into his line of sight.
“Start speaking, and it’ll only be me who beats you. Keep being awkward, and my friends will join me. How long do you think you’ll last?”
