Page 100 of The Attraction File

The guy turned with his brow pinched. He ran his fingers over his short hair. “Really? You want to know my name? So, what, after you run off to the police you have a name for them to go on? Did you really think I was that stupid?”

Yeah.

He took his time walking the few steps back to me. “Out of the goodness of my own heart, knowing what it’s like to lose someone tragically, I let you know your cousin was a good guy. Now you want to rat me out? You must have some really big balls, Blondie.”

I have a big dick, does that count?

“I don’t want any trouble. I’m sorry.”

He nodded in agreement. “You sure are sorry. You want to know stuff, do you? Fine, but know that there’s a price to pay for knowledge.” He stepped closer, so close his breath, which smelled of mint from the gum he chewed, blew hot across my face.

“There are bad people everywhere, Blondie. Everywhere. Even at that place where your cousin worked. He overheard something he shouldn’t have there, so now he has been taken care of. Now you know too. If I were you, I’d watch my back.”

Before I could react, intense pain ricocheted from my balls throughout my body. It felt like lightning had struck Earth and used my nut sack as an antenna.

I collapsed to the ground in the fetal position, cupping my balls. The pain so intense I could barely hear him as he walked away and said, “Nah, your balls aren’t that big.”

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