Page 20 of Stabby Little

Xavier presses his dick between my ass cheeks. I let it stay there for a moment, not disrupting his arousal. When his breath grows raspy, I swipe the knife out of my pocket and spin around.

“Ass against the wall.” I press the knife to his neck. “Now.”

Xavier stares at my weapon. “What the fuck?”

“Don't speak.”

Heaving my arm back, I slam him against the tile. His head makes a cracking sound as it collides with the wall.

He lets out an angry roar, but I ram the butt of the knife against his mouth.

Blood spurts from his lips and drips onto the tile. He turns away from me, shielding his mouth, avoiding another blow.

“Who are you?” Xavier demands.

“No questions.” I drive the tip of the knife into his neck. “I need information. If you help me, I'll let you live.”

Xavier resists at first. “Tell me who the fuck you are.”

I refuse to back down. “I'll only cut you harder if you don't help me.”

“What do you want to know?”

“Where's Michael Diavolo?”

“I don't know who that is.”

“Yes, you do. I won't tolerate lies.”

Xavier spits out blood. “He's in his Yonkers mansion. That's all I fucking know, man. I don't hang out with those brothers any more than I need to. They're dangerous.”

“Give me something more specific.” I twist the knife into his flesh. “An event. A gathering. Somewhere I can meet him.”

“You really want to fucking know?” Xavier chokes on his spit. “Zaire's daughter Tiffy is getting married soon. Michael's having the ceremony at his home—everyone will be there. His nephews. His nieces. I'm supplying the after-party entertainment.”

I drive the knife into his skin. “You're fucking with me.”

“No.” Xavier attempts to duck away from me, but I hold him back. “I don't know how you found me, but I'm not a bad guy. I'm telling you the truth because I want to get back at the Diavolos, too.”

“It's too late for that.”

I thrust my knife into his neck. Blood gushes out of the puncture wound and cascades onto the tiles. I move the knife to his skull, then drag it to his lips.

Xavier’s cries for mercy ricochet throughout the bathroom but when they reach me, they fall on deaf ears.

“You take advantage of boys who can't defend themselves.” I press my lips against his ear like he did to me in the bar. “Every boy you've ever hurt and every evil deed you've done will not go unpunished. I have a fucking target on the Diavolos. They won't be able to scream once I'm through with them.”

Crimson bubbles from Xavier's lips. “Call me an ambulance.”

I pull the gun Roy sold me out of my pocket and cock the hammer.

Bang.

Xavier's body flies next to the urinals and crashes onto the floor.

I dip down and bring my knife to his hand.

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