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Pfand X

Copyright© 2011 by Lazlo Zalezac

Chapter 18

"Sir?"

"What the fuck do you want?"

"There's a new video, Sir."

"Show it to me."

"Yes, Sir."

"Motherfucker!"

Furious, he grabbed the boy who was quivering at his feet, and tossed him off of the balcony. There was a long scream. Twenty-three floors was a long way to fall.

"I want that bastard stopped!"

"How, Sir?"

"Send the cops after him."

"They won't go after him after seeing that video, Sir."

"Have the President declare martial law. Have the Army do house to house searches if necessary."

"I'll see what I can do, Sir. I doubt he can do it."

"I want to hurt someone."

"Another boy, Sir?"

"No. Bring me Wilkins from yesterday's meeting. I'll teach that bastard to question me."

"Here, Sir?"

"No. I want to hurt him."

"I understand, Sir. I'll get your tools out."

Edited By TeNderLoin

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