SEQUEL TO HE'S BAD, SHE'S WORSE - Ace Merrill
The Cunningham's officially moved into Castle Rock, each cobra easily gaining a place on Genevieve's criminal empire payroll.
Yet the constant concern of Thomas returning had them all on edge. With Gen...
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***** Chapter 31 - Untouchable *****
"Ah! Mr Harrison! Thomas spoke happily as he greeted the man warmly in his office. "Do excuse the blood, my daughter had a mini temper tantrum earlier."
Frederick Williams shook his head slightly. By using a fake name with Thomas, it meant he could deal with both Cunningham's and not worry.
"Some poor person dying at the hand of the future Queen I assume?" He asked with a laugh, accepting the glass of whiskey T-Bone was offering.
"Oh you have no idea, just some hoe wanting what wasn't hers." Thomas laughed.
"Your daughter killed another girl?" Frederick asked, shocked and somewhat impressed, taking a sip of his drink.
Thomas nodded as he walked around to his desk. "We had a girl staying here who grew too attached to my daughter's other half."
"Poor thing." Frederick mumbled. "I assume you've contacted her family?"
Thomas shook his head. "No need, apparently she never saw her father and an argument with her mother caused her to come running to me for help anyway."
Frederick nodded as he watched Thomas pick up a sheet of paper and walk around to him.
"Our latest contract?" Thomas offered up.
Frederick took it as his eyes began to scan it over. Before he could make any comments Taranis walked in and came straight to his father.
"Got all the girl's jewellery for you." He held out three rings and a necklace. "We're just about to deal with her now."
Thomas accepted the jewellery as Frederick slowly looked up, seeing it in the palms of Thomas's hand.
Thomas gave his son a small nod as he handed him back a ring.
"Keep it. Bitch ain't gonna need it now."
Taranis smiled as he took the ring, knowing he could smelt it down for cash.
"What a beautiful necklace..." Frederick mumbled, "May I?"
Thomas carelessly handed it over as Frederick's eyes widened slightly, he could recognise it anywhere, regardless of the small splatters of red blood on.
Flipping over the small gold heart, he saw the same initials he had gotten carved in for her 18th.
