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When I was his age, if I ever got to that stage…fuck That cub I’ve been trying to contain just knocked down the first bar in his cage The twins’ tutor my ass If she’s his and soonna have to protect these people, and quite frankly, after all the stories I’ve heard in the last day or so in my house, I don’t want to
I turned to Fontane, as standing in his busted front door talking to his wife I still have no idea ent on inside, but whatever it is, it couldn’t have been good Not if it put e-hell “Fontane, this is my responsibility I’ll make sure it’s taken care of” I’d already sent a couple ofa new door This one was for shit It looks like the boy took an ax to it
“What’s going on? My wife says your son just busted down the door and took Gia”
“Your guess is as good as et to the bottom of this”
“No, Felix, you can’t leave us here alone with a busted door Anybody could just walk in off the street” He looked torn, so that cost him a few more ounces of respect from me
As aoff with one ofafter the stolen lamb, but that’s just me Since I know in part what it’s like to have your balls in a woo see what’s up withnone of the disgust I felt when he just let me walk aith a nod I don’t thinkany kind of time over here
I left two of uys back there to wait for the others, ent after the door and headed for home I’ht When I first heard Gabe running down the stairs, I thought at first one or both of his sisters were chasing hihter or infectious giggles froirls
By the time I stepped out of the office doorway to see what the sta it open behind hi hishe hadn’t done since he was seven And he wasn’t wearing any shoes
I only had seconds to put all of that together before he was hopping into one of his iveaway No one touches my wife’s cars, not even our kids I didn’t have to tell my men to follow as I made my way to my own ride, where the driver had already hopped behind the wheel
I’m not sure what I’d expected to find at the end of this chase Quite frankly,had happened to hiht’ve been better Had it been Lancelot, Gabe would’ve pounded his fist into soet it over with, but ooh-boy This is a whole other breed of fucked
“Where is he?” I found the wo one of their pos Sophia stood up and came over to me
“He’s upstairs How are things over there?” My wife is no fool
“Just a busted door, nothing we can’t handle” I’ll tell her later about the tiger cub I saw come out of those people’s house
I’d bet anything that he went in that house one way and caoing to be the one dealing with this shit because a cub on the loose in NYC is a far cry from New Hampshire “Pop, do we have acetone?”
“Yeah, there should be some…”
“No, Gabe, I already spoke to Susan; she’s gonna take care of it, don’t do anything; it ht make it worst” I’m lost
His sisters jumped up from their chairs, but I headed them off “Gabe, come with me” When did he learn to cover the sound of his footsteps? I closed the door to the office, “Have a seat Do you want a drink?” I wasn’t exactly kidding when I made the offer, kid looked like he could use one He still had that cold dead stare in his eyes
I hate to even think it, as possessive of hienerations, is vicious as fuck, or so I’d learned after years of digging into Ricci and his faht ahead “How’s she doing? What exactly happened over there?”