Zeke's Rule(26)
“Never heard of him,” the barman said.
Zeke really wasn’t in the mood to be lied to, and it was clear this asshole didn’t know who he was speaking with. Aiming his gun at the bastard’s dick, he said. “I’m not in the fucking mood. Where is Gerald?”
“Upstairs.” Zeke put a bullet in the man’s dick just because he’d lied. The man panted and gasped for breath. The naked women in front of him quickly moved out of his way. It didn’t take him long to find the man he was looking for. Feminine screams were easy to follow, and Zeke just knew Gerald was the one making those girls squeal. He rounded the corner, walked down the hallway, and then stopped at the closed door the sounds came from. Slamming open the door, he watched as Gerald fucked a girl in the ass, hurting her the whole time.#p#分页标题#e#
“What the fuck, man; get out.” Gerald didn’t even turn around.
He hurt Alessandria.
That’s all Zeke could think about.
Without thinking, just remembering Alessandria’s bruised and battered face, Zeke aimed the gun at Gerald. Firing a bullet into Gerald’s foot, he felt a huge wave of satisfaction as Gerald pulled out of the girl and started screaming in pain.
“How old are you?” he asked the girl.
“Nineteen,” she hesitated then stuttered out.
He gave her a pointed look. “Don’t fucking lie to me.”
“Sixteen,” she said right away. Withdrawing a business card of an officer that was on Zeke’s payroll, he handed it to her. “Phone this man; he’ll help you.”
The girl was shaking, but she took it. Her fate was now out of his hands. Once she was out of the room, and it was just the two men, he turned his head and spit. This fucker disgusted him.
He walked over to the prick. Grabbing Gerald by his hair, Zeke hauled him off the ground. He walked them out of the room, through the strip club, and to his car that idled outside.
“Everything good?” Zeke asked.
“Golden, Boss,” Boscoe said.
Zeke threw Gerald into the back of the car. Climbing in beside him, Zeke aimed his gun at Gerald’s head.
“You fucking shot me, man,” Gerald was saying, panting.
“I’m going to do a whole lot worse to you in a couple of hours.” Turning to the front seat, he nodded at Boscoe. “You know where to take us; I’ve got some boys who want to have a little fun, too.”
“Will do, boss.”
He hurt Alessandria.
Over and over in his mind, he saw Alessandria’s bruises, and it made him want to hurt this son of a bitch even more. By the time he was through with this asshole, he was going to be wishing for death.
“I don’t know who you are,” Gerald said.
“You know who I am so cut the shit. You and I both know what you planned, what you used Alessandria for.”
Gerald groaned. “Alessandria’s lying. The only thing that bitch is good for is cock and taking a beating.”
Hitting Gerald on the side of the head with the butt of gun gave Zeke even more pleasure.
“You wanted to take me out, to bring my business, my empire down. Well, wise guy, take me out.” Gerald went to move, but Zeke pushed the gun against the bastard’s dick. “Your barman, if he lives the night, is going to go through life knowing what it’s like to have no dick. I’d be happy to give you the same fate. In fact, I’d be more than happy.”
“Shit, man, I’ll make a deal. Whatever you want, but leave my junk alone.”
“Did you leave Alessandria alone when she begged? No, you didn’t. You beat and raped her until she was broken.”
“Fuck, she likes it like that, okay. Alessandria likes pain. I was giving her what she wanted and now she’s bitching and moaning.”
He slammed the butt of the gun against the man’s dick this time. Unlike some men, Zeke didn’t have a problem shooting a man’s dick off, not if meant that he was going to get what he wanted in the end. Gerald was a repulsive man and deserved all of this and more.
“We’re here, boss, and they are waiting for your signal.”
“Excellent. Let’s go ahead and get started.” Climbing out of the car, he kept a firm hold on Gerald and made his way toward the entrance to the abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. He liked owning abandoned buildings since it was a great place to do business, and the cops usually looked the other way…for a price.#p#分页标题#e#
Once inside the building, Zeke tossed Gerald to the center of the room. Kicking him to the floor was a little bonus for Zeke.
“Give me the rope,” Zeke said to one of the men waiting for his orders. Once he had the rope, he started by tying it around the Gerald’s wrists, and then hanging the rope from a meat hook hanging from the rafters. Next, he stripped Gerald down so he was completely naked. Surrounded by men he trusted with his life, Zeke made them all look at the sick fuck before them.