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“I’ve been waiting for you to give up information on Felix, but you disappeared — I’ve been tracking your stupid White Rabbit since I found out you had gone missing.
I knew that you would have to show up at some point or the other.”
“Look, George,” I started to say before he punched me in the face.
The impact of his fist against my skin sends a jolt of pain throughout my entire body.
Blood trickles down my lip. I can taste the metallic tinge of it, but I don’t dare wipe it away.
Redneck grabs me by the hair and pulls me up, making me look at him.
“Don’t fucking call me that,” he growls. “My name is Redneck, and that’s the only name you’ll ever use when talking to me.
George was reserved for my friends, but you’ve shown me where you stand on that, haven’t you?”
I nod frantically, eager to appease him in any way possible. Redneck shoves me towards a large tree, pushing me against it.
His body presses against mine, and I can feel the hardness of his erection against my thigh.
I almost throw up.
“You know why I’ve brought you here?” he murmurs, his lips dangerously close to mine.
I shake my head, biting my lower lip.
“I’ve brought you here to punish you,” he tells me. “Punish you for betraying me and running away. You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this moment, for the chance to have you completely under my control. For years, I
watched little princesses like you ... wondering what makes you so fucking untouchable.”
With one swift motion, he tears off my shirt, the fabric ripping under his strong grip.
I gasp, but he doesn’t give me time to recover. His fingertips graze over my bare skin, leaving a trail of nightmarish goosebumps in their wake.
I want to raise my leg and kick him right between his balls, but I’m not sure that’s a good idea.
My hands are still tied behind my back, so if I try anything and fail, I’m not sure what the consequences are.
“Look at you now. You aren’t really that untouchable, are you?” he continues, placing a finger on the nape of my neck and trailing it down to my breasts.
“Look, Ge ... Redneck. I got caught, alright? I tried doing what you said, but I got caught. He told me he’d kill me if he ever caught me in Illinois again,” I begin to speak, trying to catch him off guard.
It works.
He steps back and tilts his head, looking at me menacingly. “Alright,” he says. “Continue.”
“He took my phone and broke it. It shattered. If you’ve been trying to reach me and haven’t been able to contact me, it’s because I don’t have my fucking phone. The bastard took it. I couldn’t return to work behind the bar at
The White Rabbit, could I? What if he dropped by for a drink and saw me? You know what I’d get?”
“A gunshot to your head if I know Felix Carlisi and his threats.”
“Exactly,” I mutter, although I am petrified to discover if there’s any truth behind what Redneck just said.
“So, I muster up the courage to go get a new phone tonight. I was on my way to seven-eleven.”
Redneck seems deep in thought.
“So...” he says, at last. “What do you prefer? Being sent home to Daddy or Drucci?”
