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“Given everything you’ve put me through, loaning me your phone is the least you can – ah ah AAAH,” I snapped as she raised her hands. I knew she was considering going for my eyes with those nails of hers, so I held up the bolt cutter right next to her head. “Do NOT give me a reason to use this thing on you. You look way prettier with your nose on your fuckin’ face.”
She saw the cutter and her eyes went wide. She dropped her hands and just trembled in silence.
“As I was sayin’, I’m gonna keep your phone so you don’t go changin’ your mind and callin’ your Washington friends and spoilin’ our little party tonight. You can have it back afterwards.”
“Lou,” she whimpered, “I swear I haven’t been talking to – ”
I reared back the bolt cutters and bashed them into the wall so hard they left an indention half an inch deep.
She screamed and shut her eyes, then gradually opened them when nothing else happened.
“You can tell Jack all the lies you want,” I hissed, “but don’t fuckin’ say another word to me, you understand? Not another fuckin’ word. NOD YOUR HEAD, don’t speak.”
She nodded, though she couldn’t completely choke down her cries of panic.
I leaned in so far I could have licked her. I knew she could feel my hot breath on her face as I stared directly in her eyes.
“I know everything, bitch. Whose idea do you think it was to shack you up with Benjy? It was my goddamn motel. And how do you think he got all that cocaine? Who do you think paid for your little trip to Vegas? Who do you think he was coming back to every day, telling me every little detail, from who you called on your phone to how many times you sucked his cock?”
Her eyes went wide with shock. I could tell I’d taken her completely by surprise – a punch right to the gut.
“Yeah,” I whispered. “The DEA ain’t the only one with a mole, you stupid fuckin’ whore.”
I let go of her neck and walked towards the door. She slumped slowly to the ground, her back sliding down the wall, as she cried into her hands.
Before I left, I threw the bolt cutters to the concrete floor with a clang.
She jumped like it had been a gunshot.
“Don’t be late tonight, or else I’ll find you,” I growled. “And you won’t like what I do when I find you.”
Then I walked out of the club, got on my Harley, and rode off.
115
Wasn’t nothin’ left to do but wait for the fat lady to sing.
That is, if the kid held up his half of the bargain. Putting your life in the hands of a dimwit ain’t fun, but I’d already dealt the cards. Now it was time to play them.
Interestingly enough, two phone calls rang in on Venus’s cell – both from ‘No Number.’ I kicked myself for leaving the club. I could’ve gotten a stripper to answer it and pretend to be Venus – after all, you can swipe that little bar and answer a call even if the phone is locked.
I thought about answering, see if I could get any information – but I figured the most I’d get would be some random guy’s voice on the other end. And if they knew I had her phone, they might swoop in and pluck her out of the barrel of shit she’d gotten herself into.
That was not gonna happen, so I just let the phone ring.
At ten o’clock I called Jack. “Let’s meet up at the Roadhouse first at 11:45 before we go on over.”
“What? Why don’t we just meet you there at Ace of Clubs?”
“So I don’t have to worry about what you and Kade tell her behind my fuckin’ back, that’s why.”
“You sound paranoid, Lou.”
“Goddamn right I’m paranoid. You should be, too, after what happened last time you talked to her.”
“You’re not going to give that a rest, are you?”
“We all go over together, otherwise I’m comin’ over to your house right now and drinkin’ all your bourbon and takin’ a shit in your bathroom till we leave. What’s it gonna be?”
