Page 20 of His Virgin Angel

David cried.

“What did you promise Ronald?” Jack asked.

“I didn’t promise him anything. He just wanted answers.”

“In return?”

“He’d give me enough money to clear all my debts, but I’d have to keep on finding out new information.”

Jack stood. The first punch came out of nowhere as his fist landed against David’s nose, breaking it instantly.

“What did you tell him?”

“He wanted to know about your personal life,” David said, howling.

Jack landed two more blows and stepped away. His knuckles tingled from the impact, but he was nowhere near done.

Moving toward the far table, he stared at several weapons, knives, hammers, screwdrivers, and plenty more. Picking up the hammer, he gave it a twirl, and moved toward the man.

David screamed. “Please don’t kill me. I’m begging you.”

Lifting the hammer in the air, Jack was about to bring it down when David finally started to talk.

“He wanted to know about the girl.”

“What girl?” Jack asked.

“Piper Johnson. He wanted to know about her, and why she was living in an apartment owned by you, paying a small rent, and working in one of your restaurants. He knew a lot about her already.”

“And instead of coming to me, you told him everything.”

“Yes.”

The man had just signed his death sentence.

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