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Chapter 11-1
Chapter 11 Charles’ head was racing but he remained absolutely calm. Service? He watched the men carefully. They were hard men, of that there was no doubt and there was only one way to deal with that in his book. They were outnumbered, but Charles had the advantage of surprise. “Are you threatening me?” Charles asked with a smile. The big man grinned and glanced back at the other two. “You could say that. I don’t believe you’ve spent the night with Harry without f*****g him, he’s one of our best whores, so I want the money for the service because that belongs to Dante as surely as if you’d f****d him in the brothel, and some to keep my mouth shut.” Charles looked at Harry. He was frozen. His face was a mask of horror. Charles didn’t want to think about how much truth might be in the ma
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