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!

question!" Frank bellowed as he slapped him again,

took Willy seconds

"Frank Lawrence, you—"

"Answer my question!"

Frank's fury, Willy actually

inside his own house, but Frank was going to keep slapping him if he kept being

bellowed, "If you're talking about that geezer this

about it?! Do | need your approval?! Who

do | think

his calmness was the

him collapse on the floor, Frank narrowed his eyes as

Willy Sorano—cwithto the hospital and kowtow to Nash in apology. That,

Trustwhen | say that you'd feel pain

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