He cracks up, patting Minneapolis’s arm. “Did you hear that? Erik is so fucking hilarious. He’s not lying though. His cock is magnificentandit prefers adults, so you know I’m a fan.”
Minneapolis narrows her eyes at him, trying to speak through the gag again. Frustrated, Ant takes off her gag. “What the fuck are you saying? I can’t understand a single thing coming out of your wretched pie hole.”
Wretched pie hole?I mouth, raising a brow. Ant buffs his nails.
“Nacho told me that reading would open doors for me, and he was right.”
Turning red, Minneapolis screams, “I was nice to you!” Clearly offended by this turn of events, she digs the hole even deeper as she sputters, “I was nice to all the kids!”
Ant reaches over and wipes away the blood dripping from her nose. “You ensured the rape and assault of children. How is thatnice? On what planet is thatnice?”
“I could’ve left you with the syndicate.”
“You are the syndicate.”
“No, I’m not. I’m a businesswoman. At best, they are my business partners. They’re not going to take too kindly to this.”
“Oh no. The poor syndicate. However will I sleep at night knowing I’ve cost them their business, their freedoms, and, for a lucky few, their lives? I don’t know how I’m going to live with myself.”
“You fuck around, you’re going to find out, kid,” she sneers. “They’re going to take you down.”
Ant punches her again, this time breaking her nose. She screams, and he gets up in her face.
“Don’t you fucking call me kid. I didn’t get to be a kid, and that’s on you and everybody like you. So if they want to come after me, I don’t give a shit. Bring it. It’s not gonna end well for them though. Just like it’s not going to end well for you.”
Tell her, baby.
He looks up at me as I draw back with the empty syringe in my hand, having injected its contents into her thigh.
Ant innocently widens his eyes at her. “Uh-oh. Look who’s about to have a heart attack. Boy, is that going to suck.” He holds up a finger. “For you. Not for me.”
“You fucking little—”
She goes gray, her face twisting in pain. Within seconds, she starts throwing up on herself.
Ant cups his hand to his ear. “Oop, sorry—missed the last bit.” He taps his chest. “It’s hard to hear you over the massive coronary you’re having. While I have you here, this is how it’s going to play out: your corroded, aged, bloated body won’t be found for days.Days. The smell of the four dead johns will eventually bring people in, and while searching the place, police will find evidence leading to every single cartel contact.”
He pauses to untie her, letting her slump forward on the desk. Her shoulders struggle to rise and fall as she attempts to suck in enough oxygen. She slumps to the side, her face losing half its tone.
“Oh shit! Did that just turn into a stroke? I didn’t know you could have both at the same time.”
Her eyes track him, venom in their dying embers.
I tsk. “Bad luck.”
“I guess I have to speed up my villain monologue,” he says, winking at me. “Long story short, it’s about to get extremely expensive for your cartel buddies to continue doing business here. Once we’ve got the public’s attention, an anonymous source will make sure every local news station is given a file with information on every single kiddie client, including several high-profile men. While your family fights over your known resources, I’ll be splitting your offshore accounts with my Viking fuck buddy here.”
I’ve been enjoying his little speech until that last part, which sorta hurts. Okay, not sorta. It definitely hurts, especially considering what we’ll be doing later on.
Her breathing begins to slow, and Ant goes for a final jab. “Fun fact: killing makes me hard as a rock. Bonus fact: Erik here is going to let me fuck him tonight as a reward for a job well done. So, not to be rude or anything, but if you could hurry up and die, that’d be awesome.”
There it is again. That sting of being treated like some sort of fuck toy because I haven’t had the balls to tell him the truth.
We set the office as she pants through her final breaths. When she goes silent, I check her pulse and verify she’s dead.
Ant goes to high-five me, and I grab his hand. “You just had to tell her I was letting you fuck me tonight, didn’t you?”
He throws up his palms. “I know you don’t want me telling our friends, so I had to tell someone.”
