The Joy of Revenge

CHAPTER 137 Guttural
Péte McDowell
“There’s someone here who wants to talk to you the hospital director said. “He says it’s really important.”
Only a handful of people knew the hospital director was on my payroll and of course, Cris
was one of them.
I did send Cris a message informing him I was in the hospital before that male nurse took. my phone. Could this someone be Cris?
I doubted it. He would have called me himself instead. Why go through all that trouble?
Unless he was in trouble.
I thought of what to say, but decided it was best if I kept my mouth shut.
Better let this someone do all the talking.
“Mr. M, this person says he was hired by Cris Murdock,” the hospital director said breaking the awkward silence and this time I noticed the fear in his voice. “He also wants me to tell
you
he was hired to deliver a package to you. A package with blonde hair and blue eyes.” My heart began to beat faster in anticipation.
Cris hired someone to kidnap Virtue!
I knew it. That as shole couldn’t stop the voices in his head. He wanted Virtue Sullivan so bad, he was willing to be part of the heavy lifting.
Because of Virtue, Cris began having trouble sustaining an erection with other girls. So we’ve been abducting women who looked just like her. Same hair, same build, same blue eyes. Unfortunately, the girl my men abducted last Saturday night said something that pushed him off the edge. I tried to stop him, I did. But he just kept squeezing the tiny bit ch’s neck until her eyes popped out. It wasn’t the ending I was hoping for, but we cashed in on so much money from our viewers that night..
Come to think of it, there was a time Cris kidnapped a girl from Mandan and I clearly remember him saying he had some help. This could possibly be that same guy who helped
him.
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It was safe to assume he freaked out when he heard the news of Thoedore Cohen’s death and immediately sk ipped town, knowing Liam would come knocking on his door looking for me.
Cris was such a pu ssy. But he was a pu ssy with a plan.
I listened intently to the background noise and heard someone whispering. Unfortunately, it didn’t sound like Cris.
“Mr. M, he understands your previous drop off point has been compromised, so he is asking for another drop site. If you want him to deliver the package on your doorstep, just give him a location and he’ll take care of the rest,” the hospital director explained.
I was wrong thinking Joy Taylor abducted Cris. He probably ditched his car on Elk Cliff so Liam wouldn’t be able to track him… and I believe he was somewhere here in Bismarck.

If only I could smile. Our operations will soon resume. The shed behind my cabin was already prepped for Virtue. Sure, Cris knows about the cabin, but he has only been there once. I doubt if he even remembers how to get there.
My lips parted to utter a reply, but I paused. I had to be sure.
I mean, why would Cris need to send his hired gun to see the hospital director?
“I need proof Cris Murdock hired him. Ask him how did Cris get in contact with him?” Cris wasn’t adept in using the computer. All our equipment was professionally set up by a private contractor and if he ever needed help elsewhere he usually asked Lisa.
S hit! I sent him to delete all our videos. G od, I’m so st upid. He probably didn’t even
“Through phone, Mr. M. The number Cris Murdock used to contact him is 374– However, for safety reasons, Mr. Murdock is no longer using that number,” the h © director answered, enumerating the numbers of the burner phone Cris uses for ou e extracurricular activities. Liam, Jack, and Dan didn’t know about Cris’ other numbe
there was a possibility Lisa did. I understood why Cris had to ditch his burner phone.
And why go through the hospital director?” I asked.
Mr. M, Cris Murdock believes no one else can be trusted. Good answer.
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see the package, I will reward you generously.”
you
“I hear loud and clear,” a low guttural unfamiliar male voice said, sending a chill up my spine. “I’ll deliver VS at that location… midnight. I’ll be in touch.”
He uttered the initials VS… That confirms it.
I heard the hospital director heave a huge sigh of relief. I suspected the mysterious man had
gone.
“He had a gun to my back! Mr. M, you owe me twice now,” he mumbled angrily. “And by the way, a package with blonde hair and blue eyes? Are you into black market or gan selling too?”
“Doc, may I remind you, you’re on a need to know basis and in this situation, you don’t need to know. Before you hang up, I want these rods off of me by next week. I have a date with a breathtakingly beautiful woman and I don’t want to scare her. I’ll have someone pick you up. Once these rods are off, I’ll pay you twice the amount that was promised.”
I hung up feeling a bit better.
After giving my private army final instructions to burn Huff Hills Mansion to the ground and find better living quarters, I excused myself and went to my makeshift room to lie down. I needed to rest so I could heal faster.
After the Ol’ Barn, I’ll allow Liam to have his fun until the Honey Bee Spring celebration… that’s if he survives the Ol’ Barn. But knowing Liam, he won’t be there. But there was Jack and the Sheriff. They may not be Liam, but the two of them dead would be icing on the cake.
I’ll keep my distance and stay quiet until next week.
I closed my eyes, imagining the terror in Virtue’s eyes as I f ucked her perfect pu ssy.
SHE WAS WORTH THE WAIT.
Sam
It wasn’t easy tracking down the hospital director especially when the information given to you is common public information, but after sharing a cigarette with a janitor of the hospital, I discovered something not even Autumn knew.
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parked beside a red Toyota in front of a room.
I bought myself a cup of coffee and waited patiently in my car, knowing the doctor and his companion would be coming out soon to go to work. As expected, the door opened and a pretty young brunette wearing blue scrubs quickly exited the motel room and entered the red Toyota. She was all smiles and looked quite refreshed.
About five minutes after she drove off, the door opened again. A gray haired man in a dark blue suit came out carrying a dark brown leather briefcase in one hand with his car key in the other, unlocking the car doors of his Lexus.
Unexpectedly, he suddenly paused in front of his car like he had forgotten something and rushed back into the room.
I saw my chance. I walked out of my car, climbed into the backseat of his car right behind seat. the driver’s seat and quietly waited, positioning my gun at the middle of the driver’s
The dumb f uck was so distracted he didn’t even notice me as he entered the car. He only saw me when he turned to place his briefcase in the backseat.
“No sudden movements, Doc,” I whispered in his ear. “I have a Walther PDP aimed at your back. Hands on the steering wheel so I can see them.”
“W-what do you want?” He asked. “I have money. I can give you ten grand, just… just let me
live.”
“I don’t need your money, but I do need you to do something for me. I need you to get on your phone and call Pete McDowell, I instructed.
“P-Pete McDowell is on vacation. No one knows where he=”
“Doc, do you really want to die for Pete? Because if I can’t get in touch with him th you, I’ll just shoot you and find someone else who can help me. So, what is it gonna
or call?” I asked, not giving him much of a choice.