Fat Lawler furrowed his brow, deep in thought. He didn't recall the name Wesley Mebane.

"I've got my subordinates handling my business," he replied matter-of-factly. "We give out loans to a lot of folks daily. How could I be expected to remember them all? But why are you asking about this?"

"Wesley is a worthless gambler and a real jerk. But, well, he happens to be my..." Daniel paused for a moment, then continued. "He's my wife's brother-in-law."

"Your wife?" Fat Lawler asked.

"Exactly." Daniel nodded with a hint of a smile. "He had the audacity to use my wife as collateral. He even suggested that your subordinates could have her if he couldn't pay up."

Fat Lawler's expression grew serious. "How did this happen?"

Just then, someone whispered in his ear, and he had a sudden realization. A cold gleam flashed in his eyes.

one who had my two subordinates arrested that

caused trouble for my wife. I

"Mr. Quimby, you..."

spiked. Had Daniel

a signal, his subordinates, who surrounded him, swiftly drew their guns. The dark muzzles aimed at Daniel's head, and his

to talk. No need to

and gestured for

to the table. The document clearly stated that if Wesley failed to pay, Maisie would take the blame, subject to

promissory note. Do you want me to dispose

dollars," Daniel said coldly. "I'll

as proof. If I do as you ask, won't I be reneging on my word? How

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