Sitting up straight, the Senator looks around in bewilderment.

I can only imagine this pile of shit’s thoughts as he looks around him. Probably wondering where the men who are supposed to be protecting him are at.

He’s there, sitting in bed, the lights from the hall showing him wearing actual fucking sleep pajamas, like he’s from the fifties or something.

“Hello, Father,” Beth says in a fake, cheery voice. I can hear the sickly sweet tone she’s using and it makes even me want to cringe. “Look who I brought home! It’s my husband, the dirty, foul-mouthed biker who’s going to knock your little darling up!”

Fuck, she even giggled at the end.

Laughing at him as he tries to go for his nightstand, I rush over to kick it away. The lamp goes flying into the wall where it shatters.

“Not a good idea, Dad. We don’t need to be bothering people at this time of night,” I say with a smirk.

“Whoever the fuck you are… I swear you’re going to regret this.”

“That’s no way to speak to your son-in-law. Anyways, all the phone lines and alarms are currently disabled.”

The man looks up at me then orders. “Get out of my house before I have you killed, you little shit.”

Raising my hand, I reach back to punch him before he screeches, “Not in the face!”

That gives me pause.

Looking over at Beth, I ask, “The face?”

She shakes her head. “No, because that’s his moneymaker. You hit him there and it ruins whatever your plans are.”


Well, I guess I’ll go the other route for now.

Motioning to Beth, I say, “Baby, I need to talk to this pile of shit, and you might not want to hear what’s going to be said.”

“Trust me, nothing will matter to me. This is the last time he’s ever going to see me,” she says as she sticks her chin out.

Fuck it, it’s her choice.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, I snap out a fist at the man’s stomach.

I don’t punch him with my full strength, considering I still have my brass knuckles on, but it’s enough to make him start heaving and gasping for air.

Grabbing his messy hair, I throw him off the bed and onto the floor before me.

“Careful, John. Dude likes being on his knees in front of guys,” James laughs.

Senator Norton begins to tremble as he lies there in front of me. He looks like he’s about to cry, and it makes me feel so damn warm inside.

“Let’s get right down to it. We’ve been watching you for a good long while there, Dick… You like the word dick, don’t ya?” I say as I kick my foot out at him, catching him in the leg.

He doesn’t respond and I look over to James. “You got the video file, buddy?”

“Dude, why did you guys have to put it on my phone? Even I feel dirty watching it.”

Shrugging, I point to the Senator. “Show the man his past sins.”

“See, things are kinda wonky, Dickie boy. All those votes to stop same-sex marriage, to end civil rights and shit… And you like to get it in the ass from big, black men. You’re the classic example of a pile of shit.”

The video plays, loud sounds of grunting coming from the speakers.

Beth’s eyes widen as she comes around to look at what’s on the screen. I feel sorry she looks, but what can I do? She wanted to stay.

“Holy shit. I… He…”

I nod my head. “Yeah, the guy giving it to him is wearing a superman cape… I have no clue what kind of kink shit this is. But your dad is a one hundred percent hypocrite, man-in-the closet type of fuck.”

Turning away from the phone, she says, “I think I’m going to wait outside of the room…”

“Don’t blame ya.”

“See, tiny dick,” I say as I lean down to watch his face. A face that is showing the pure horror of a man who’s about to lose it all. “We don’t mind what you do in your life, but you sure as fuck wanted to control other people.”

“What… What do you want?” he asks in a whisper.

“You in the Governor’s seat within the next two years,” I say. Motioning to James, I order, “Go get his safe and all the electronic shit you can find. I want a copy of anything he wants to hide.”

“Got it,” he says as he jogs out of the room.

Looking up at me in astonishment, the Senator asks, “What?”

“Well, you see you’re in a position ripe for advancement. Where you’re at now isn’t as valuable to my boss as where you can be. We get you there and you keep your life as it is. Minus your daughter. She’s coming with me.”

“But… but I…”

“Lucifer wants this for you. I suggest you nod your head right now.”