Willy laughed. "The fact that you showed up here means—"

Smack!

Frank said nothing as he slapped Willy resoundingly across the face, leaving him stunned.

Seizing Willy by the neck, his eyes flashed murderously as he bellowed, "I asked you a question, so answer it!"

Willy could barely keep up—he touched his face and felt the sting, finally realizing it was no dream.

His face contorted with rage and humiliation as he looked up and glared at Frank. "Y-You hit me?! In my house?! Do you know what

you're doing?!"

Smack!

to answer my question!" Frank bellowed as he slapped him again, leaving Willy seeing stars as his lips

actually took Willy seconds to

"Frank Lawrence, you—"

"Answer my question!"

Willy actually felt

house, but Frank was going to keep slapping him if he kept being stubborn.

hold back his own rage and bellowed, "If you're talking about that geezer this afternoon, yes! | sicked my

need your approval?!

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his calmness was the one

Frank narrowed

pain, Willy Sorano—cwithto the

that you'd feel pain a hundred times worse than

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