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Little Toy Bikers and a Woman on the Run
Chapter 163 Discount
Clay hated cell phones because you couldn't slam them down when the call was over. That was the good thing about the old fashioned corded landline phones. You could smash the phone down. Instead, he kicked a kitchen chair across the room, hitting the wall and knocking some blue and white plate Gemma had hanging from the wall.
"Son of a bitch," he shouted.
Gemma rushed into the room. She automatically went into the laundry room, grabbed the broom and dust pan and began sweeping up the broken plate.
"Everything OK?" Gemma asked.
"No. If you want anything done right, you have to do it yourself," Clay grumbled.
He should have known better than to try to save a couple of bucks on Bucky's hit. If he'd hired the Cartier Crew, Bucky would be dead now instead of just in ICU. Those guys really knew how to shiv a guy, but he thought he would save a couple of bucks and get a discount hit. This was what happened. That bastard Bucky would probably live and come to Charming to screw his life up.
He wondered if there was a way to get to Bucky in the hospital. There ought to be someone in the hospital willing to kill, but he had no idea how to find him. For now, all he could do was hope that Bucky would die.
Die, Bucky, Die!