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“I take no pleasure in this” I twirled my blade in ” I leaned down and et a tickle in my ass crack that leads me to believe you’re with the Russians, I’ll send David to finish you”

David laughed low in his throat If fear was lue, it was his art forun, but beautifully lethal with a knife, he could carve a man up like a Honeybaked Ham and smile while he did it

“Send your girl on over to o “I’ll give her the three-finger special since you’ll be out of commission”

Vigo’s tears began anew as I pinned his index finger to the desk I would make it quick, then send him on his way to the hospital

“Don’t fuck up again” I keptthe knife in a vicious doard arc

His finger ca out and spraying the front of ht blue button-down He screamed as I pulled a handkerchief fro bird finger, though given the scarring, my cut had been far more precise

David released Vigo, who clutched his maimed hand to his chest

Peter snagged the finger “Can’t have you trying for a medical miracle, now can we?”

Vigo blubbered as I wiped my knife on his shirt sleeve then pocketed it

“Get him an ambulance” I pointed to Peter “Industrial accident”

He nodded and pulled his cell fro office as Vigo sniffled and wailed behind us Three of our guys stood next to the trucks, their eyes wide as we passed

“The fuck you think this is? Break tied his fist on the side of one of the trailers “Get to fucking work”

They startedpallets of bottled soft drinks onto the trucks The visible bottles contained Coke The not-so-visible bottles also had coke, the non-fizzy kind Peter bu ahead of me to the car