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Jovie’s dad is dangling from a chain, and Pops has just wheeled in an assortment of things on a stainless steel table like a nurse’s aid.
“What are we gonna do with this one? We can’t remove his teeth. The meth already got them.” Pops says as he wrestles one of those mouth stretcher things the dentists use into his mouth.
“I’m not sure yet. Strip him naked. I need to see his dick. I have plans.” Chewy says before giggling like a coy woman, rather than a maniac.
Jules shrugs as he and Tav step forward and cut Jovie’s dad’s clothes off.
“What is your name, by the way? We can’t just keep calling you ‘Jovie’s cocksucker dad’” Chewy says, doing something with a container of goop to his privates.
Because Pops has shoved that thing in his mouth, whatever he says comes out all garbled.
“Ngarain,”
“Huh?”
“Ngarin,”
“Garin?”
“Ngarrin,”
“Nope, still not getting it.”
“NGAR-”
“Fuck’s sake, his name is GAVIN.” Marx growls out, obviously at the end of his rope.
“Oh, well, you should have just said that then,” Chewy says as she rolls her eyes and huffs before eyeing him up, handing over the container of goop to Pops. “Are we doing the usual set up? Bratva, Death Riders, then DRMC all take turns with the torture?” Chewy looks around as all the major players in the room look at each other.
“I’m happy to sit this one out. I only need the information. If Sasha wants to play, he can,” Roman says as he unbuttons his suit jacket, flicks the flaps back and takes a seat on the leather couch.
Savage looks at Dex, then Flack and then me.
“I’m leaving Gavin up to the Wrights. I have a feeling both Flack and Remy will have something to say to that fucker.”
My dad nods. “Lemme fuck him up a bit, just to get the edge off. I’m sure you have a much more painful way of dealing with things, Chewy.”
Chewy nods at him as he steps forward, adjusts his favorite knuckle dusters and makes a few choice hits. Once he’s done, he turns to me but I shake my head.
“No. I’ll wait until he’s begging like Jovie did when he threw her in that room.” I stare atGavinas I say this, letting him see how little I care about him.
“We’d like to have a go at Snake when the time comes,” Savage adds, nodding toward Chewy, who smiles brightly back.
“Well, I’m guessing Gavin’s the weak link, so I say we freeze some fingers and toes off while we question him. If he doesn’t answer with that incentive, then I have a little bit of a new idea Iwant to try out.” Chewy says and everyone groans. The last time she had a good idea, the compound ended up raining body parts.
She and Rhodie whisper amongst themselves a moment, while Pops and Tav whisper to each other while mixing something at the table. Rhodie hits a couple of things on his phone, starting the neon lights and Chewy’s soundtrack of choice for the night.
“NowI’ve had the time of my life,”
A dozen or so heads swivel in horror at Chewy as she cackles.
“It’s perfect becausenobodyputs Jovie in the corner!”
We all groan collectively, however that’s drowned out by Gavin’s screams as Chewy methodically starts freezing his toes off.
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It’s times like this that I’m fucking glad Chewy is on our side. So far, Gavin is minus all of his fingers and toes, and Chewy is fizzing to try her new idea out.