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The brothers quickly filled the roo from their pores as they stared at me, in fear They should I was ’bout ready to tear someone a new assle I smelled a rat A rat inin his stone-cold grave No one turns coat on a brother Well, no one ants to live a long and pain-free life

I smiled toaa cold-blooded killer with fists of iron Funny how no one openly says a da on vocab when one smack in the mouth can paralyze from the neck down

Ky shut the door, which signaled that all of the Hang of bourbon and sat at top seat, gavel in hand My VP was tofor in

I pulled my favorite KM2000 German Bundeswehr knife from my boot and stabbed it into the wood of the table before h the thick oak like flesh

Eyes widened around me

Point made

I sat back and signed Ky to start translation

If soht, they’d better start talking… Now

No talking and noof eyes I felt a tick of annoyance in my jaw

Elbows on the table, I further signed, That deal’d been on the table for four months Drop off, transport—the whole fkin’ nine yards Every et to location, hauling truckloads of gear, only to be told we’d been undercut by so on our turf Co my handsour business? More important, how the fk did they know ’ bout the deal? That info’s been locked down tight

Taking advantage of Ky’s pause in breath, I picked upevery brother at the table,the blade between , Fifty crates of AK47s, ten crates of M82A1 sniper rifles, and ten crates of top-grade seonna take that shit back So this is what’s gonna happen, Ky said with rising anger, waiting for me to finish

Licking along the tip of the blade, I smelled the sick stench of betrayal in the roooddaot a soundproofed shed out back for carpentry, that’s for fkin’ sure

I slowly slid the sharp blade back into the table before onna find a new buyer soon as… so our friends the ATF don’t come a’knockin’ Then we find out who dared fk with this club My—Styx’s—suspicions are firodda as fkin’ Pennsylvania Avenue

Ky cleared his throat “Am I okay to speak freely, Prez?”