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rest?” Sal asked.
    “Not
yet.   They said they had to make sure I
did the job right first.   Then they’d
pay.”
    “How would
they know?”
    Jesse
thought about it.   “I don’t know.”
    Sal
exhaled.   He really didn’t want to hear
that.   “Do you know Mark Price?” he
asked.  
    “Yeah, I
know him.   He works for Miss Gemma.   Sometimes when we come in the evenings to
clean, he’s still at the office.”
    “Is he the
guy you spoke with?”
    “Him?   No.   Course not.   He and Miss G are
real close from what I could see.   Why
would he want to vandalize his own office?”
    Sal had his
own ideas.   Then he hit the roof of the
van.   The van slowed as if it was pulling
over, and then stopped.   Sal then looked
at Big Joe and his other strongman.   They
got out of the van and closed the doors behind them.
    Sal slowly
rose to his feet.   Jesse, seeing him
stand, stood up too.   “Did they tell you
to write Bitch Gabrini on those walls?” he asked him.
    “Yeah.   That’s what they told me to do.”
    “So you
think she’s a bitch?   The woman who got
your ass off when you were facing a decade in prison, the woman who got you
that cleaning job, is a bitch?”
    “I was doing
it for the money!   It wasn’t
personal.   I was just doing what I was
told for the money.”
    “What I’m
about to do to you is personal,” Sal said.   “And I don’t give a fuck about the money.”
    Sal pulled
out a revolver.
    “Oh, no,
please no,” Jesse said, backing up with his hands out in front, as if they
could stop a bullet.   “Please, Mister,
don’t kill me.   I just trashed an
office.   What I did isn’t worth anybody
dying over!
    Sal wasn’t
going to shoot him, because he agreed it wasn’t worth a death sentence.   But it was worth a beat down.   And Sal took the butt of that revolver and
gave Jesse an old fashioned one.   He beat
Jesse down.   With every lick he spewed
out his anger.   “This is from Bitch
Gabrini, bitch!” He slammed the butt of that gun repeatedly into Jesse’s
face.   “This is from my wife, you cocksucker!”   Blood spewed out as he beat him and wouldn’t stop beating him.   “This is for disturbing my wife’s peace and
security, you cockroach motherfucker!”
    Sal beat him
in his head, in his face, until his eyes were swollen shut.   By the time he finished beating him down, Jesse
dropped to his knees and leaned against Sal’s legs for support.
    “You mention
this get together to anybody,” Sal warned, “and I’ll finish the job, and
that’ll finish you.   You got that,
asshole?”
    Jesse nodded
his head.   He was too far gone to talk.
    “And get
your ass away from me!” Sal kicked Jesse away from him.   He was angry as hell that some blood had
gotten on his pants legs.   Sal was
usually a very meticulous fighter and knew how to avoid it.
    But as soon
as Sal kicked him away, Jesse fell over, and fell unconscious, all at the same
time.

 

CHAPTER THREE

 
    By the time
he made it home, later that day, Gemma was lying across the bed asleep.   She had taken off her business attire, and
was lying in one of Sal’s big shirts.   Sal
knew she was naked beneath his shirt without peeping.   She was always naked beneath.   And he loved the sight of her.   He loved the fact that she was carrying his
baby.   He loved the fact that she was
carrying his name.   He needed to be at
his office. He lost not one, but two acquisitions this morning and everybody
were in panic mode, but he was staying right here with her.   He had to find out what he could about Jesse
Crowler.   He had to get his revenge.   But now all he wanted to do was curl up next
to Gemma and hold her.
    He tossed
his soiled clothes in the dry cleaner chute, jumped in the shower, and bathe
and dried off quickly.
    Without
putting on a stitch of clothing, he laid spoon-style beside Gemma.   It was only then did she began waking up.
    “You’re back?”
she asked as Sal’s