headed for a messy kill,” he said, and both men shrank away from the distilled vitriol that dripped from his thick lips. “You know what I mean. The way I like it.” He paused and licked his lips and an anticipatory shudder traversed his heavy body. You didn’t look at his boyish face now. You looked at his eyes and you heard his voice. “You boys wait for me here and keep the girl quiet till I get back. Lay one finger on her and you know what you’ll get.”
He turned away slowly and went toward the door. Al drew aside to let him go by. Both men were silent until they heard the front door slam shut. Then Al said in an awed voice, “It was the Gingham Gal, Charlie. She’s fingered this Wayne character, sure as hell.”
Charlie shrugged. He said, “Hake’s been set to drink blood ever since we heard tell this Wayne creep was nosin’ around.” He looked down regretfully at the bound body of the girl on the bed and muttered, “Damn if I don’t feel sorry for her right now. I swear she’s been givin’ me the come-on ever since we tossed her there.” He stepped closer to the bed and cocked his head on one side. He pursed his thin lips and grinned down at her exposed breast.
“Hey!” said Al thickly. “You heard what Hake said if you laid a finger on her.”
“But this won’t be no finger,” said Charlie.
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