Page 64 of Dear, Carson McDermott
“Uh-oh, I know that look. I’ve seen it countless times on Bubba’s face when he enjoyed playing with blood a little too much on certain missions.”
I scoffed. That wasn’t what this was. This was revenge. Cross watched me as I stood walking behind Carlie, I removed the duct tape.
“I have only one question for you,” I asked her as I unbuckled my jeans. I didn’t need a belt, but I wanted to make sure I didn’t forget it. “When you hit my man and my son, did you ever care to realize that they were innocent in all this? Why did you hit them!” I screamed as I brought my hand back and back down as I whipped her with the belt.
She yelped but she didn’t answer me. I forgot all about everyone as I focused on my son, and my husband. The look of hopelessness. The faraway expression, the damage that she did on their innocent souls. I continuously whipped her not caring about the red marks that were showing up through her shirt.
“I HATED HIM!”she screamed out. “I hated how much Ricardo wanted Carson. It made me hate Carson.” She cried. “I wanted to kill Carson that’s why I beat him so bad that he ended up in the hospital. No one told him to attract the attention of my man. He was my man! Not his! Then Jude was there, I wanted to kill that fucking little shit, but Ricardo wouldn’t let me! I hate him! I hate him!I HATE CARSON!He took everythin’ from me!”
“This fucking bitch,” I said a little too calmly as I dropped the belt. “I’m gonna shoot her. I don’t want to hear her mouth anymore and I want to get back to my man.” I looked up at Cross.
She shrugged,
“You’ve done enough. I’ve got this. Take the keys and go to him. I’ll take care of her. I have to meet my father-in-law anyways.”
I was curious,
“What are you going to do with her?” I asked.
Cross tilted her head at a sobbing Carlie,
“Hmm, well I gotta meet pops at one of the Irish’s hideouts. Apparently, someone betrayed the infamous Jude Morgan McDermott.”
I paused.
“Well, they’re fucked then. Hey, can I see that gun?” Cross tossed me the gun she had in the small of her back.
I aimed it, making sure to shoot where Cross told me, Carlie wouldn’t bleed out right away. I shot Carlie in the lower back hoping that I hit the spinal cord. From the screams and sobs on the floor, it was painful. Cross clapped her hands,
“I’m so happy you’re my sister in law!” She exclaimed. “Now, go!”
“I love you, Lisette. Thank you.” I blew her a kiss.
She winked at me,
“Love you too, short stacks,” She winked at me as I left.
Chapter 21
Jude M. McDermott-Father
One thing I didn’t fucking appreciate was being betrayed. I had the money, the means, and the pull to be a mob boss, but I didn’t like it. It wasn’t my thing and I didn’t care for it but now, Estevez’s brother played me. If I give you even a minute of my time and you take advantage of it, I will hunt you down and do exactly what I do to your enemies.
Ronan O’Brien was Estevez’s half-brother and he fed into this sick bitch’s shit and got my family involved. Anyone that I worked with, not for, knew never to touch my family. They were my sore spot and if you did that, you had a death wish. I sat down on the couch of the same farmhouse that had the underground torture chamber. My cell went off, I picked it up,
“Is it done?” I asked Gabriel Di’Maggio, Katerina’s Uncle.
“Yep. Took out the coroner, paramedics, and anybody else who was involved. As for the judge, Matt dealt with that. Let’s just say the judge won’t ever be using a gavel since he has no fingers to grip it.”
I chuckled,
“I like my in-laws. I respect the fuck outta yous and that says a lot when it comes from me.”
Gabriel chuckled,
“I know. We’ve heard about you even when you want to keep certain shit silent. And next time Jude, do us a favor?” Gabriel said.
“What’s that, Gabe?” I asked.
