The Joy of Revenge

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(TW: Rape and Assault)
Pete McDowell
I constantly kept rubbing my fake moustache and beard. It was itchy, but I needed a disguise.
I was at a sleazy club, seated alone at the bar, drowning my anger and frustrations in alcohol. Sadly, there was no Marla to have fun with.
And now, she had to be punished. This meant death to her mother.
After the bad news from the diner, I quickly called the men I had sent to watch Marla’s
mother.
“Boss, what’s up?” Johnny answered.
“Something’s happened to Marla. She’s a no show. I need you to kill her mother,” I
instructed.
“Sure thing, Boss,” Johnny said.
“Make it look like an accident. I don’t want the town making speculations. She likes to drink, so-” I suddenly heard the doorbell ring.
“Sh it! There’s someone at the door,” Johnny said, “I’ll call you back.”
“Wait!” I yelled, but it was too late. He hung up.
I tried calling him back, but he didn’t answer my call. I tried calling the men I had instruct to keep watch outside, but they, too, didn’t answer. I tried Johnny again, but it just kept on ringing.
After Johnny didn’t answer my calls, I called his big brother to find out what happened. I had my phone on the bar top, waiting for some news.
I downed my shot of tequila and rubbed my forehead to ease the tension. Señor De Vega was very clever. He was someone I had underestimated. He didn’t want anyone else to suffer the same fate as his niece.
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and money.
I should have listened to my mother all those years ago when she had advised me to invest in mercenaries who were skilled in combat and warfare.
“Mom, hiring ex-military is expensive. Plus, New Salem isn’t a place where I need to have that kind of manpower anyway. I’m good with whatever men New Salem and Bismarck have to offer. They’re cheap, low maintenance and expendable,” I told her one night while we were having dinner.
“Pete, I’m not telling you to hire a hundred. All you need is one small team. Sure,

mercenaries are expensive, but that’s because one of them is equivalent to twenty yahoos in this town. Learn from the Cohens. Their men are highly skilled and educated. Even Henry, their driver, has done some training. It won’t hurt to have a couple of trained men by your side. You can even use them for logistics or accounting,” she advised.
“I’m enough, Mom. I finished all the necessary training with Papa when he was still alive. Whatever skill set these mercenaries have to offer, I already have,” I said, waving my arms, proud of what I had accomplished when I was still a teenager.
“Sweetie, I haven’t seen you run or even exercise since your father died. I bet if you went to my cycling class, you’d collapse from exhaustion.”
“I know I’m fat and ugly, Mom. You don’t need to remind me. But even though I’m fat and ugly, I control this town. Just one word from me and any one in this stinking town is dead,” reasoned, sticking my knife into my steak. My mother grimaced and shook her head in disappointment.
“This organization is so much more than holding a man by his balls, Pete. Sure, the
fear
you, but do they respect you?” She asked, playing with her wine glass. “Fear and are two different things, son. I’m afraid you still have so much to learn. It’s a good thi here to help you.”
I sighed. She wasn’t here anymore and right now, I was one big fat mess! I didn’t know how was going to go back to New Salem and face the families of my men.
I even made the mistake of promising Riley’s mother I would keep her son safe. She thought he worked as a delivery man for my mother’s pharmacy. Little did she know her son was a drug runner, a cleaner, and a kidnapper. Now, he was in the hospital after a white van smashed into him. It would be a miracle if he survived.
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me.
“Hey handsome! Need some company?” A young brunette suddenly asked. She looked to be Marla’s age, really thin, wearing a sparkling silver brassiere and short shorts that looked like underwear. She placed her hand on my thigh and my penis went hard.
“How much to take you out?” I asked casually.
“I’m not allowed to leave the bar until my shift is over, but you and I can get cozy in one of the VIP rooms,” she murmured, placing my hand on her thigh.
I stared at her made up face and shrugged my shoulders. I needed an alternative for Marla and she was as good as any.
“Sure. Lead the way,” I replied while leaving some money at the bar and pocketing my phone. She took my hand and led me to the back where the private rooms were located.
I want the best room,” I told her, handing her a w ad of cash. Her eyes widened like saucers. while her lips curved into a big happy smile, knowing tonight was a good night.
“Right this way, handsome,” she said, palming the cash I had just given her and strutting like she was a model doing the catwalk. Her cute as s ji g gled as she walked making my d ick throb.
Once we were in the VIP room, I ordered food and drinks, sat down on the sofa and made myself comfortable.
“What’s your name?” I asked.
“Brandy,” she answered.
“I don’t like that name. How about for tonight I call you Marla instead?” I asked her, wa a hundred dollar bill at her.
“Sure. Whatever tickles your fancy, she replied, sn atching the hundred dollar bill.
“Now, strip, I said, tossing another w ad of cash at her.
She quickly stood up and began to dance. I watched as she swayed her hips and twirled her hair, imagining it was Marla dancing in front of me.
My phone began to vibrate in my pocket. It wasn’t Johnny or Johnny’s brother. It was another one of my men who was usually assigned to Hillcrest.
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“What do you want, Tim?” I asked, keeping my eyes on the girl as she removed her bra.
www.
“Boss, we have a problem. All the men at Brook Haven are dead. It’s a f ucking blood bath,” Tim said. I quickly sat up, stunned at the news.
“And Ms. Lawrence?” I asked, trying to keep my anger at bay.
“No sign of her. I walked in and found Johnny and Bill inside, but Marla’s mom is missing.”
“And Johnny’s brother…Tony? Is he there with you?” I asked, noticing the girl had already removed her shorts. She was now dancing in a silver g-string.
“Uhm, I found Tony and Dirk lying on the pavement at the entrance of Brook Haven, Boss. All of them… shot in the head. Bodies still warm. Whoever did this, they made sure they left
no one alive.”
“Have you spoken to any of the neighbors? Did anyone see anything?” I asked, gesturing to the girl to sit next to me. She did, allowing me to fondle her small breasts.
information. “Someone said they saw a black car. That’s all,” he answered. That was useless My hand traveled down the girl’s body to touch her pus sy. She pushed my hand away and waved her finger from side to side, telling me I wasn’t allowed to touch her there. My brow furrowed. What the f uck?
“Call the Sheriff. I’ll have someone look into the CCTV footage. And Tim, find Ms. Lawrence. If the bodies are still warm, it means the people who did this aren’t far.”
My hand balled into a fist. No Marla, no Ms. Lawrence and this b itch beside me woul allow me to touch her pu ssy.