Second chance for the Mafia prince (January and Gulliver) novel Chapter 152

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“Wow,” Ford snorted, “tell us how you really feel, Gully.”

“I feel like I keep fucking repeating myself. I said the vows. I meant the vows. Why does nobody believe me?”

“Because you told her it was real and it wasn’t,” Glenn commented dryly.

“It was real.”

“Legal then. You told her it was legal. You made her think it was the real thing, and you went so far as to fake a certificate.” Glenn continued. “I’d have shot you for less.”

Gulliver frowned, “can I admit that I’m glad it was the January of then who found out and not the January of now? I mean I missed her for all that time but at least I still have my balls. I feel she would have ripped them off if I would do such shit to her now.”

“I wish there was video of how she beat up Duchess,” Glenn commented.

“Same but then I’d be in the bathroom jerking off instead of

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here,” Gulliver tapped the tip of the bat to Davis’s head, “getting ready to extract information from the inside of this thing.”

“Do you know what would be fun” Ford said suddenly.

“We are not doing a drive–thru run right now for burgers,” Gulliver rolled his eyes.

“That would be fun, but I was thinking, what if we gave Davis here a look inside the brain of his braindead followers? We can start with him.” He pointed to the other man hanging next to Davis and Baldy and then the bat. “Let’s use that to open his head and then I can get my scalpel, and we can feed it to Davis.”

Gulliver let the bat fall to his side to rest at his thigh and he gave Ford a confused look, “what the fuck is wrong with you?”

“I was doing a necropsy yesterday on a horse. It’s on my mind and then you said burgers and it escalated. It’s still fun.” He jumped onto the chair Gulliver had been standing on and was eye level with Davis, “we could let you taste what true devotion is and you could tell us if it’s sweet or bitter?”

Gulliver couldn’t help the chuckle which bubbled from his chest at the words and the way the man who was gagged and being threatened with a violent death of his head being bashed in and fed to his leader began to thrash.

“You’re sick,” Davis gasped out through the pain he was feeling.

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“We’re only getting started on how sick we can be.” Gulliver moved to the thrashing man and reached up to rip the duct tape off his mouth. “You have thirty seconds to tell me something useful or you’re going to be force fed to Davis.”

“The judge who signed off on the warrants is his uncle,” he kicked his feet in Baldy’s direction, “on his mother’s side.”

“Slightly helpful, but we’d already gotten this information and shared it with internal affairs. Try again,” Gulliver let the bat trail noisily on the floor. He looked at Glenn suddenly as the bat screeched, “January would like this.”

“She should be here. You fucking sent her home.”

“Because Duchess is on the loose and I want her surrounded by four fucking walls, a fortress, a shit ton of men and not out in the

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“We could keep her safe from Duchess. She should be here.”

“Duchess Ziogas was making phone calls with Davis’s phone, and he was complaining and asked us to get her a burner phone. We didn’t deliver it yet because you grabbed us before we could meet up.” The struggling man called out.

“Now we’re getting somewhere,” Gulliver pointed the bat in his direction. “Glenn, where is Davis’s phone?”

“Gave it to IT to work on.”

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“Reach out to them and find out what calls Duchess made.”

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Davis’s laughing made Gulliver turn back to him. “Something funny?”

“Duchess has friends on the outside.”

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