Page 17 of Dead Bled Ringer
My brother’s chuckle was the only thing that jolted me out of my rage.
“I hope you’re planning to clean up your little mess.”
Reluctantly, I let go and dropped the man’s limp body to the ground.
Was he dead or alive? I didn’t even give a fuck.
“You win. What do you want me to do?”
My voice sounded alien, unnatural, like it was coming from someone else.
Henry was still laughing.
“I love winning, brother. I knew you’d play nice. You always do. A little taste of my own home videos always has that effect on you. Let’s let my wife finish her piss first and then we’ll talk.”
“No!” I snarled, grabbing for the remote, but Henry jerked it out of my reach.
“Play nice.”
“You’re a fuckingprickfor this.”
“And you’re a dumbass, big brother. Nothing tastes sweeter than you losing, every time. Now here’s your job. I want you to convince my wife not to divorce me.”
In my despair, I felt a tiny flicker of hope.
Angelise wanted to divorce Henry?
She didn’t love him anymore?
“If she wants to divorce you, what am I supposed to do about it?”
“Convince her not to, of course,” Henry said, narrowing his eyes at me.
“Why do you thinkIcould convince her? She fucking hates me.”
“Oh. I meant you acting asme, of course.”
I gaped at him in horror.
I had promised Angel I would never try to deceive her again!
“How?” I choked out.
“Angelise was acting suspicious as fuck when she talked about what happened the last time. It’s possible she liked your little freak playacting more than she admits. So I don’t care what you do. Just convince her not to divorce me. By any means necessary.”
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
Henry stood up swiftly from his desk and gripped my shoulder, his eyes boring into mine.
“I saidby any means necessary.It means slap her around a little bit if you have to. I don’t give a fuck how you do it. Just do it.”
“No fucking w?—”
Henry grabbed me by the front of my T-shirt.
“Do it or I’ll make sure the whole damn company sees one of these videos. Want everyone to see her fat pussy? Go ahead, test me.”
Shit. As usual he had me by the ball hairs.
