FrostThe old Pontiac tore off down the highway, its engine struggling under the pressure. I wasn't too worried about being followed, but I still wanted to be clear from there in case they'd had friends around. Those guys, though, they weren't going to be getting up anytime soon. Hopefully they'd think twice about talking that way about a woman again. Especially one I was f*****g.
Originally, though, I was going to take it real easy on them. After all, I still wanted my finder's fee when I delivered her later tonight.
Then they opened their f*****g mouths and started talking about rape. That s**t flipped me around real quick. No way was I handing her over to Daddy Williams, the f*****g asshole. No way was any woman I knew going in for that despicable s**t. I'd be no party to it. Not willi
