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

actually took Willy

"Frank Lawrence, you—"

"Answer my question!"

fury, Willy actually felt

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

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

about it?! Do | need your approval?! Who do you think you

|

chuckled, but his calmness was the one before

him collapse on the floor, Frank narrowed his eyes as he looked downward at Willy,

one chance to spare yourself from pain, Willy Sorano—cwithto the hospital and

Trustwhen | say that you'd feel pain a hundred

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