The man looked away and Louie used his hair to make him lookback.
“Fuck,” he bit out.
“Do you have a mother?”Marcus asked.
“Fuck you,” the man spat.
“Sisters?”
“Fuck…you!”he leaned forward and shouted.
Louie pulled him back.
“You do, so why?”Marcus pressed.
“Because I could, all right?”he yelled.“Because I fuckin’could and she couldn’t fuckin’ stop me that time, could she?”
Marcus tilted his head to the side.“That’s it?Because youcould?”
“Yeah, because Icould.”
“So you’re telling me you thought she bested you and yourdick is so small, you couldn’t bear that blow so you needed to show her who hadthe power?”
“Why do you do all the shit you do to wear your fancy suitand have your men at your back?”the man countered.“Don’t stand therethinkin’ you’re better than me when you got me on my kneesand you got a gun in your hand I know you’regonnause.Because for that reason right there, you aren’t better than me, asshole.”
“That’s an interesting, but erroneous, comparison.”
“Whatever,” the guy muttered.
“I’ve never raped a woman.”
“Oh, good.You’re a saint,” he bit back.
“I’ve never ordered a woman to be raped.”
“Whatever, motherfucker, justend this.”
“The games I play, every player knows the score.”
“Jesus, put you in a suit, you’re a superhero.”
“The point I’m trying to make is, she was an innocent womanwalking through a parking lot not having any idea someone was going to commit aviolent act using her body to do it.And what I’m trying to understand is howyou could be that someone who’d commit that violent act using an innocent womanto do it.”
“Imightagot my bell rung prettyfuckin’ good by those two fuckin’ assholes, but I’m notmissin’your point.”
Simply out of curiosity, Marcus asked, “Have you done thisbefore?”
“Never taken it all the way.”He suddenly sneered at Marcus,showing him a set of bloody teeth, of which three were missing in a way Marcusknew they’d only been recently lost.“Your girl was my first.”The sneer fadedand a different kind of ugliness replaced it as he shook his head.“But nobitch disrespects me.No bitch.I had my way ofcommunicatin’that, and I don’t give a fuck I’m on my knees, I got no regrets.A bitch has itcomin’, that’s just the way.You’re too weak to getthat, not my problem.”
At that, Marcus heard from behind him Brady pull in a hissof breath through his teeth.
This was not because the man on his knees had insultedMarcus.
Or, not entirely.
It was because Brady had three younger sisters and twoshit-for-brains parents that got their asses incarcerated, one three weeksafter the other, leaving an eighteen-at-the-time Brady the only one who couldlook after those girls like Marcus’s sister had done, or let them hit thesystem.
He’d decided to look after his sisters.
