I was about to kick him again when something pinched my ear hard. “Fuck!”
Next thing I knew, I was being dragged to my feet, and a large body came into view. Out of the corner of my eye, I spotted my other nemesis. “Remi,” I snarled.
“Well, look what the cat dragged in. Thought you were out in New York.”
“I came back.”
“Well, obviously,” he snorted. “But then you were spotted in the diner this morning with the Parkers. I see you’ve already made your alliances.”
“I literally just got in last night. I’m not doing anything but trying to get settled.”
“And why is that? Is there a reason you came back to our small town?”
I would have slammed my fist into his gut to make him let go of my ear if it weren’t for the shiny badge on his chest. The last thing I needed was to end up in jail.
“Would you let go of my ear?”
“Ooh, I’m afraid I can’t do that. See, you started a fight in a public establishment. I’ll have to check with the owner and see if he wants to press charges.” He turned and looked at Jeff. “Well, do you want to press charges?”
So, not just picking up his winnings.
“For what? All he did was walk in here.”
“And he fucked my sister!” Colt shouted.
“That was ten years ago!”
Remi clucked his tongue at that. “Did you call her?”
“What the fuck do you mean? It was ten years ago!”
“Yeah, but did you call her? I mean, it’s only proper to call a lady after deflowering her.”
“What the fuck?—”
“I’m afraid we’re going to have to investigate this further. I’m not sure there’s a statute of limitations on calling back a lady.”
“Are you fucking serious?”
“As a heart attack. Would that satisfy you?” he asked Colt.
“I would be happier if you let me kick his ass.”
“Well, seeing that he just got back to town, let’s allow him the chance to do the right thing. Down at the station, of course.”
“You can’t arrest me for not calling a woman!” I shouted as he dragged me to the door, still holding my ear.
“No. No, you’re right. I can’t do that. Let’s call it…” He pretended to think about it. “Assault.”
“On who?”
“Me,” he grinned.
“I’m not fucking touching you,” I snarled.
“Well, you kind of are. Your ear is between my fingers.”
“Because you’re holding me.”
