Late Part I
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“Shoot him!” Davis bellowed from where rolled on the floor. “Shoot that motherfucker in the head!”
“If one shot is fired, I will blow your fucking brains out,” January screamed back. She noticed from the corner of her eye that Duchess’s father was rising to his knees, and she spun on her heel and fired a shot in his direction. “Stay the fuck where you are, you ugly son of a bitch.”
Gulliver laughed at her behavior, I know you said you wanted the wedding before a baby, but I am finding you very sexy right now. I would like to put one in you now.”
He swung then, his arm grabbing the man closest to him, twisting the man in his arms and the very real sound of the man’s neck snapping made January’s eyes widen but Gulliver didn’t even blink as he grabbed the now dead man’s gun and fired four shots in rapid succession, hitting each man in the chest.
“Do not bring a small team, Davis to take out the vovoi of the Raptis family.” He fired a fifth shot into the chest of Ziogas and smirked when the man fell backwards. He easily grabbed two more weapons, and he was watching the door as a few more of
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Davis’s men came running and he fired off shots. “We are beyond ten minutes. My brother is late. I will need to speak to him about timeliness.” He waved to January, “can you please help Ernst out of his seat? He looks quite green around the gills. There is a lot of blood happening around him and I do not think this is his cup of tea.”
January raced to Ernst and was looking around for something to untie him. “They used zip ties. I need my knife back.”
She watched in fascination as Gulliver walked to Davis, yanked it from him, and slid it across the floor in her direction. She made a face as she lifted up the blood–covered knife.
““Gross. It has his junk blood.”
The sound of Ernst gagging made her snicker.
“Seriously, Ernst? You deal with biological material all the time in your labs.”
“I deal with things on slides and in carefully contained specimen tubes. This is nasty.” Ernst turned his head away as she wiped the blade on her pantleg and then used it to cut through the ties holding him in the chair.
When he stood up she hugged him tight and he rested his cheek on her head.
“They didn’t hurt you, did they?”
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“No. He,” he nodded at Davis, “punched me once in the belly when one of the guys mentioned I’d gone on a couple of dates with you but then I told him I was gay.”
“You’re gay huh?”
“Yeah, I like manly types.” He looked at Gulliver who was walking around and putting bullets in the heads of every man laying on the floor except Davis. “Not him though. He scares the fuck out of me.”
“I think Glenn is as violent.”
“Not to me. I think he could kill me without a second thought,”
he nodded at Gulliver.
“Nope,” Gulliver called out. “I have great hearing by the way. Years and years of spying on people. Anyway, I couldn’t kill you brother because you are my family.” He looked around and then frowned, “where the fuck did they put Duchess?”
“What?” January looked over her shoulder. “She was on that musty old couch like two minutes ago. She was still out cold from the punches I gave her.”
“Fuck!” Gulliver was furious. “I have a bullet with her fucking name on it.” The sound of footsteps running made Gulliver roll his eyes. “Here comes the calvary ten minutes too late.” He sighed, “help me lift this asshole up, January. I want him alive.
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He’s not getting out of here with a simple bullet to the fucking head.”
Glenn and Ford skidded into the room with Avner at their heels.
“You’re late assholes. My wife needed to save me.
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January watched as Glenn holstered his weapon and walked straight to Ernst pulled him in his arms and kissed him like he owned him. January pulled her head back trying not to giggle as Ernst, who at first seemed shocked suddenly wrapped his arms around Glenn’s waist and held onto him like a lifeline and kissed him back with equal desperation.
“Well fuck,” Avner said with a smile tugging his lips, “didn’t think I’d be okay watching my son make out with a man and yet here I am thinking it’s cute as fuck.” He nudged Ford, “you need to get yourself a partner. You’re the last one out after I heard Thisbe was talking about some restauranteur.”
“He owns a diner and his name is Digger and he runs with a motorcycle club,” Ford snorted as if enjoying the way the older man’s ideas were crushed. “She’s with him for the dick not the
dinner.”
January noted the room was now full of men and they were all waiting for instruction.
“Get all of the bodies out of here. I don’t want a single fucking one of them left. I want this fucker,” he shoved a staggering
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Davis towards a group, “taken to the new site we set up last night. Let him see his bald bastard friend one last time. I want to know how deep this fucking shit goes. They used a judge we had picked up today. This asshole has resources to pay all these men to try to kidnap my wife. He paid off a judge. Where the fuck is his money coming from? Someone is funding this little shit show. I want to know who. Get him to a house.”
He waved at Ford and his father, Duchess is around here somewhere. January lay a hell of a beating on her and broke her nose and split her head open off the floor. I can’t imagine she got far. I want a team finding her and bringing her to the warehouse.”
“On it.” Ford commented as he waved a handful of guys to follow him.
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