Bloody Business(mxb)

Chapter 4

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The car stopped at the Wellingtons' house. They quietly approached the doorstep only to be shot at. Luckily, no one got shot. Karen smirked as she slowly faced Guy. "Calm down, will yah. We're not gonna kill anyone." Guy patted her shoulder.

"Come on. I thought you brought me along for some fun." She drooped her arms, expressing her disappointment.

"Look, don't touch the family. Just get Wellington only."

"Fine." She rolled her eyes. She busted the door open and ran inside. Guy followed right after. Wellington had a shotgun with him.

"D-d-don't come near us. Stay away!" He looks deranged. This only fuel Karen's will to take him down. Before he could reload his shotgun, Karen jumped onto him causing him to loose balance and fall losing the shotgun in the process. Wellington's family was behind him screaming the entire time. Guy jumped in and took the gun.

"Go to your rooms." Guy instructed the family. The wife only glared at him before taking their kids to their rooms. "Wellington, stop. You're scaring your family."

He threw Karen off him. He tried to throw a punch at her but she dodged it and kicked the side of his head with her long, skinny but fit leg, in the process. He fell down head first. He laid still only breathing lightly. Karen's crazed smirk disappeared. "Come on, that's it? It was just starting to get a little interesting." She whined.

Guy went and squatted in front of him. "You decide now. We take you or your everything which will cause your family to suffer either way since you're the breadwinner- no, you were the breadwinner of the house."

"P-please...let my family go." Wellington uttered weakly with tears in his eyes.

"You're not listening. I didn't mention anything that involved us hurting your family. You're the cause of this. You're the one with the gambling and hooking up problem."

"What!" His wife yelled from behind. "What did you say about my husband?" She asked with tears in her eyes. She approached them.

"Well ma'am, your husband blew all of his money gambling and hooking up with prostitutes, our prostitutes. He borrowed some from us and still lost all of that money too which is why we're here to collect it." A tear ran down her cheek but he wiped it off.

"How much does he owe you?"

"Roughly $250 000."

"What!" She glared at his frail body on the floor. "Will you allow me to pay it with installments?"

"Ma'am, what you are asking for will add on more to the debt's late fee and interest."

"It's fine! Just don't kill him. I'll pay every month for the next twelve months."

Guy's brow raised for a second. "Well, Mr. Wellington you have your wife to thank for saving your pathetic life. Some sort of husband and father you are." Guy and Karen left with her whining about not enjoying herself enough. "You have an obsession with torturing people."

"F*cked up people. You have to be specific."

"Wellington's not that f*cked up. He's just drowning in debts."