The Disciples: A Dark Romance Collection by Sweet Izzy & Moriarty Sean

Author:Sweet, Izzy & Moriarty, Sean
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dirty Nothings Publishing
Published: 2020-11-18T16:00:00+00:00

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Simon

Three months after Christmas

“Hold him still, Andrew. I can barely work with him squirming around like this,” I say as I wrestle with the man’s hand.

The gag shoved in this fat sweaty asshole’s mouth is crammed in tight, but it does little to silence the pleading squeal of his beet-red face. He’s most likely desperately trying to tell us all his dirty little secrets, but it’s too late for that now.

“Simon, I thought we agreed that there would be no removal of body parts…” Lucifer says quietly behind me as I hear him walk into the room.

“I’m not removing anything that belongs to him. The only thing I need is his prints,” I say as I finally slam the man’s hand down into the square plate. Its clear gelatin oozes around the hand a moment before I yank it back out.

Pushing the plate to the side, I motion to Andrew. “Let’s get his left hand and then he can disappear.”

“Thank god, this man’s sweat smells like boiled fucking cabbage,” Andrew says before wrestling with the second hand.

“So, you don’t count his identity as belonging to him?” Lucifer asks with a chuckle, perching himself on an old metal shop desk. “It hardly seems fair… But then again he did steal from us.”

“No one but our inner circle may keep their identities intact, Matthew. Anyone who run afoul of us… they lose the choice of having anything of their own,” I growl out. “Embezzlers like this piece of trash go to the lowest level of hell for betraying us.”

“Isn’t the ninth level set for treachery? Then again, I suppose stabbing one’s boss in the back, as well as stealing, could be looked upon as treachery. Though, if I remember correctly, fraud is on the eighth tier,” Lucifer says with a smile.

“You damn ecclesiastical types,” Andrew mutters before pushing the left hand in front of me.

Grabbing the hand, I press it firmly into the clear mold before pulling it back out. “You see, Andrew… We didn’t even need to use violence to solve this little issue.”

“That’s fine with me.” Andrew stands up as he pulls the man sharply back down in the chair. “Stay the fuck there, Eugene.”

Motioning for Lucifer, I point to Eugene Bancroft, our latest debtor. One who decided to steal from the very hand that feeds him. “All the money and information has been turned over to us. I also spoke with Marco, he’s been updated and paid back his missing portion of what we’ve been able to find.”

“Able to find?” Lucifer turns serious. “How much are we missing?”

“One point two million…” I say as I look back to Eugene. “Two hundred thousand of that went to gambling in Vegas and a long weekend of coked out crack whores.”

“Jesus Christ. How the fuck do you blow through two hundred thousand dollars on crack whores in Vegas?” Andrew bursts out laughing.

Eugene begins to scream through his gag at the three of us, but it’s silenced as soon as James walks into the room.

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