May 4, 2016 by karenwritesmurder
Pete managed to garble out some words, “Let go Walter!”
“Yeah Walter, let him go so he can beg. I want to hear him grovel before I teach him a lesson in punctuality of payments and a thing or two about loyalty.”
Walter let go, but pushed Pete to a submissive kneeling position in front of Lewis Parker. Mr. Parker had helped himself to a kitchen chair and was leaning his forearms across the back of it, so he was eye to eye with his prey.
“Now, Pete when I tell you a date by which I need a payment, it is not a suggestion, it’s pretty much set in stone.”