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“She said she couldn’t stand fuckin’ you. Said you had the smallest pecker she’d ever seen.” My voice became angrier the more I went on, as though I was outraged a woman would ever say these things about a friend of mine. “She said you didn’t do a thing for her… said she needed a real man with a real dick to fuck her, ‘cause you sure as hell couldn’t.”
Benjy hunched over and howled like a dying animal.
“And… Jesus… I don’t want to tell you this, kid, but…”
He looked up at me through his tears. “What?!”
“…there was more than one. She was fuckin’ this guy AND his friends. She’d let ‘em pull a gangbang on her. Said she fuckin’ loved it – how they fucked her two and three at a time. How dirty they made her feel. How she enjoyed it a million times more than fucking you.”
Now, if you were a little smarter than a five-year-old, you might start asking questions like, When the hell did she have time to fuck all these guys if I was with her every day, morning noon and night? In fact, when the hell did she have time to fuck ONE other guy?
Benjy wasn’t smarter than a five-year-old, though, so he didn’t ask questions. He just swallowed it all hook, line, and sinker.
The idea of his little angel being a total slut? With not just one, but multiple dudes doin’ her at the same time? It sent him over the fuckin’ edge.
“WHO?!” he yelled. “WHO ARE THEY?!”
“Benjy,” I snarled, “I’m not gonna tell you again: keep your fuckin’ voice down.”
He cowed like a whipped dog, but only for a second. “Who are they, Lou? Who are they?”
I hesitated for a second.
Do I tell him Jack? Throw in Kade for good measure?
No. Much as I wanted Jack out of my hair, the chances of Benjy being able to kill him were slim to none. He might be able to take him down if he caught Pollari by surprise, but there was no way in hell he’d get Kade, too. And odds were either one of them would see Benjy coming from a mile away and shoot him before he even got the chance to aim.
And if Benjy lived… even if it was only long enough to talk… that would be very, very bad for me.
First and foremost, I needed the bitch gone. And I was confident Benjy could do that, if I could overcome a few barriers.
“It was that guy she told you about – her ex-boyfriend,” I said. “That guy from that other biker gang. That’s why she went to Vegas – to fuck him and his buddies. And not only that, she went there to give him the information he wanted about us. The Midnight Riders.”
I saw the surprise in his face as he remembered what he’d told me and suddenly put two and two together. Even though in reality there was no fuckin’ way it added up to four.
“Remember her bein’ so upset?” I asked him, my voice getting angrier. “She said her ex wanted her to betray us – and she did. She betrayed us, Benjy. She fuckin’ betrayed every single one of us. Not just you – she stabbed the whole goddamn club in the back.”
Strictly speaking, none of that woulda been true even if she had done it. Benjy wasn’t a member of the MC. He wasn’t a brother. He wasn’t patched in. He was a fuckin’ mascot, a joke.
But those sort of subtleties kind of escaped him at the moment.
“And you wanna know why she did it?” I hissed. “Because she’s a whore. A goddamn, low-down, no-good, cokehead bitch who cheated on you and laughed at you behind your back. She’s a thief, and a liar, and a traitor, and she deserves to fuckin’ die.”
I watched the emotions play out on his face. First his anger at the ex and the bikers, then fury at her – how DARE she fuck over my friends!
But when I said she deserved to die, it all turned to fear. He looked like a scared rabbit.
Suddenly it was touch-and-go. I might lose him right here.
“If Eyeball was a traitor and betrayed the club, what do you think we should do to him?” I asked.
The answer was easy. Benjy hated Eyeball.
“Kill him,” he said, his face darkening with spite.
“And if Roach was a traitor, and got everybody killed – what do you think we should do to him?”
He didn’t hate Roach, only disliked him. Roach laughed at him a lot, but that was the extent of it.
