Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 97951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97951 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
“The only thing I regret is being born into this fucked up family, but God doesn’t let us pick and choose our grandparents, now does He? Legend has it, my whore mama had a whore son who’s gonna have a whore wife, and live a nice, sweet whore life. Just a big ol’ bunch of hoe bags, ain’t we? We’re a bunch of wicked, repulsive misfits. Truth is stranger than fiction because last I checked, the real whore is sittin’ right here beside me. A man filled with lust! 1st Corinthians, 6:18, says, “Flee from sexual immorality. Any other sins a person commits are outside the body, but whoever sins sexually, sins against their own body. In Proverbs, 31:3, it says, ‘Do not spend your strength on women, your vigor on those who ruin kings.’ Now ain’t this something?
“You’re this big age, still screwin’ women left and right, women of ill-repute as you’d call them, yet you beat me and everyone else with Bible verses for our entire existence. All for you to turn around and visit pound town. Take your dick to the pussy promised land. None of them ladies look like any of your ex-wives to me, dear Grandpa. After this goes viral, I am certain your precious little reputation will be doused in gasoline, lit on fire, struck by lightning, then tossed on a fiery grill down in the pits of Hell’s kitchen if you decide to continue to try and fuck around with the likes of me. I don’t want no part of your dog, dick, pony, and pussy show. I’ve told your ass once, I am now tellin’ you twice: this top dog ain’t nothin’ nice!”
“Now listen here you—”
“NO. I’M DONE LISTENING, MOTHERFUCKER! THE DAMN LEASH IS OFF! YOU AIN’T DOG WALKIN’ ME NO MOTHERFUCKIN’ WHERE! YOUR REIGN OF TERROR AND CONTROL IS OVER!”
Suddenly, Uncle Danny turned from the door and started making his way over, gun in hand.
“Uncle Danny, you better think again or I’ll have you handled, too.” Lennox pointed in his uncle’s direction. The bastard paused, but still kept his gun aimed at him. “Hey, Grandpa, tell that loser to stand down before I blow the gotdamn whistle on GP!”
“Stop.” Grandpa put up his hand for his guard dog to back off. “Go back to your post, Daniel!” Uncle Danny slowly lowered his gun, then backed away towards the door. Grandpa glared at him, his nostrils flared, his complexion red as a beet, and his body shaking with rage.
“And I’ve got one more surprise for you, Grandpa.” Lennox took out his cellphone and pulled up the live cam. He shoved the screen in Grandpa’s face.
“What… what have you done?! Samuel! Where is he?!” Grandpa dropped his cigar into the ashtray, his eyes glazed over with what looked to be nothing short of astonishment.
“Your dimwitted grandson, Sam, has to suffer for his sins. Ain’t that the family way? Isn’t that what us Wilde men are supposed to do, Grandpa? Eye for an eye? You know what’s funny? I was just gonna rough him up a little bit, scare him so that he pissed on himself. I figured I’d shoot him in the leg or something if he made a fuss, which I happily did, and then maybe cut off a finger or two, too, just so he wouldn’t make the same mistake twice. But then he kept tryna get my attention when I was drivin’ him over yonder. I finally took the tape off his mouth to hear what he just had to yap about, and he said a whole lotta interesting things. A whole lot of interesting things.” Grandpa’s eyes narrowed.
“Like what?”
“Well, for starters, I learned that the kid in my college economics class all of them years ago was planted there by YOU. Ain’t that something? I also found out that you set everything else from that situation in motion—that it was all your doing, from the start. Now, none of this can be proven as it happened so long ago and you murdered the only witness, but it’s so interesting, don’t you think? Seeing as Sam’s not smart enough to come up with a lie like that, or figure it out on his own. Not only that, he knew too many particulars he would have been none the wiser to. These let me know for certain that Sammy boy was telling the truth. He got to keep his fingers and toes. Now, here’s the deal, Grandpa. This is the agreement that you’re going to honor… I’m doing the contracts now.
“I haven’t told my father, your dutiful accounting servant, what you did. That you’re the reason me and Silva fell out, and you’re the reason the cops were snoopin’ around the house in the first place, and it was your enemies that I was hired to kill, under the guise of a false pretense which could have led me to going to the big house. In fact, Dad knows nothing of what’s going on right now at all. We both know he didn’t tell his in-laws about Mama’s past life, either, so cut the shit. Another lie used to manipulate and use people. You’ve gotten away with far too much. It was time to even the score. As you could see, Sam’s in bad shape, but I haven’t killed him. Understand this though… all I have to do is make one little call and Sam is as good as dead. And guess who’ll get the blame?”