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Just a little.

Benjy, you can’t tell anybody.

Is somebody tryin’ to hurt you, Ali?

No, it’s not like that. Benjy, promise me –

Somebody’s tryin’ to hurt you, aren’t they? Is it Eyeball?

Benjy, stop it –

I’ll kick his ass for you, Ali – I will, I swear I will –

No, Benjy – it’s – look, it’s an old boyfriend, and he wants to come see me, and I don’t want to see him. That’s all.

Is he comin’ now?

No. No, honey, he lives in LA. He’s nowhere near here.

I’ll kick his ass for you, Ali. I will, I swear to God I will.

I know, Sweetie. Look, this is between you and me – you can’t go telling anybody about this, okay?

He didn’t say anything.

Benjy? Promise me.

…okay.

Pinky swear! and she held up her little finger.

…pinky swear, he mumbled, and curled his around hers.

“But I crossed my fingers behind my back, Lou, so it didn’t really count,” he informed me somberly, just like a fuckin’ five-year-old would. Then he got a dumb animal look of rage on his face. “I wanna kill whoever’s bein’ bad to her. If it’s Eyeball, I wanted to let you know, Lou, cuz now I gotta beat him up.”

Yeah. Good fuckin’ luck with THAT.

“It ain’t Eyeball, kid,” I said.

He scrunched up his face in confusion. “How do you know?”

I wasn’t about to go into the whole thing with Jack and the tattoo shop, so I simply said, “Because I told Eyeball to leave her alone, and he obeys my fuckin’ orders, or he knows I’ll kill him.”

“Oh… then who is it?”

That was the question, wasn’t it?

“Lemme think for a second, kid.”

I ran through the options in my head.

Was she talkin’ to somebody in the Richards police department?

Hahahahahaha – sorry, couldn’t help myself. That was funny.

So it wasn’t the Richards PD… and it wasn’t a rival club she was talking to, either. She would never use the word ‘narc’ if she was talking to another gang.

So it had to be law enforcement of some kind… which probably meant the Feds.

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