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The thing is, he doesn’t seeed since the day he showed up at my uncle’s place and spiritedwave after wave of adrenalin rattle aroundin so forfor my moment to end this once and for all And I don’t intend on waiting for Charlie’s buddies to show up

I know the kind of men he would have asked here The kind who have lost family members at Charlie’s behest All it would have taken was a few carefully whispered words in the right ears--Zeth Mayfair, he’s the one that did it--and I’ for les his head, but doesn’t look at O’Shannessey--the old otten O’Shannessey’s little fuck up just now I’ there will be repercussions at some point Some point soon Charlie’s never been one to let retribution sit too long "Go and get the girls," he snaps To Sammy, he says, "Kill the other one"

Michael is the other one I’ to my feet, ready to start some shit, when I feel the explosion of pain in ure out why I have no control over any part of s, none of it works I tree to rollhot points in the center ofintoshot with one at Pippa’s, I get shot with one now, here By Charlie I never even saw it co "My aiet you in the balls next ti taut, stretching and pulling The current’s still coursing throughwaves O’Shannessey and Sarunt in pain, clearly sorry to beshow Assholes As soon as we’re alone, Charlie switches off the Taser, placing the firing en, really appreciating for the first tis

"Don’t rade, if you getwith my aim, my stomach ain’t what it used to be, either I think the stench of your cooking h to ruin my lunch"

"You hurt any of the behave! Do not testhis palainst the table The silverware on either side of h the fork clatters to the floor "Now shut the fuck up and wait for Lacey and that severely stuck-up cunt to arrive Open yourup to its highest fucking setting"

I don’t knohat the hell I’ to kill Michael, and there’s literally nothing I can do to stop it I’ll be incapacitated as soon as I ood a at Charlie down the length of the table, all the while counting the ti killed There are at least three occasions I can recall off the top ofthis will make a fourth

O’Shannessey returns with Lacey and Sloane only a fewon to one another, arms linked, eyes wide Sloane’s covered in blood, her dress shredded fro pain The pull to go to her, to leap out of the chair and snatch her up into deny "You okay?" I ask her, raising my eyebrows

She nods "Sore But, yeah I’m okay Michael--"

"Will be okay, too" The confidence in ht now, but I need her to see everything’s going to be all right I need ht, too Lacey givesthe way they do when she’s about to cry

"I’m sorry, Zeth," she whispers "I didn’t want to leave you I didn’t mean--"

"It’s okay" I shake my head She has to know I’m not mad at her Confused, sure, but nother "It doesn’tasshole that he is, continues to twist pasta around his fork "Why don’t you sit down, ladies? You should join us Lacey, it’s custoht hand Since I don’t have a son, you’re going to have to do"

Neither Sloane nor Lace look inclined to sit with us, but O’Shannessey doesn’t give thees the two extra chairs over for theht, and Lacey on my left The whole set-up is like some fucked-up family dinner Lacey stares down at the table, her eyes unblinking She’s tapping her fingers to her thu, n

"You need to…you need to take the probes out of hirain of the wood