"Arrest the mayor, arrest the cops, and shoot Cassidy!" Suddenly I came awake and realized I was doing all the yelling. "Oh damn but I hurt," I moaned...Babs Stoker sat in a chair beside my bed. "John, how are you feeling now?" she asked in a very sympathetic voice. "You gave us a scare there for a while. That doctor worked almost all night to get you stabilized." It was the least I could do after you got my daughter back to me. That Chief Cassidy had her locked up in the city jail. I apologize. Not his. Mine." He rolled on top of her, red eyes glaring down at her, canines elongated, completely oblivious to the fact that he was hurting her, and she, painfully aware that in that moment, everything was lost. She resigned herself to it and laid still as death beneath him, averting her face. Alex reached up and gripped her face in his hand, forcing it back until she had no choice but to look at him, but to watch as everything slipped away."No, that’s not how it works. You’re a good. His father didn't see what happened. He just slumped down to the dusty floor. Jason knelt over his body in complete shock. He stayed that way for almost a full three minutes. Then the shock was replaced by deep-seated anger. He reached down and pulled his father's gun from its holster.Almost everyone in that bar was too drunk to notice him. He walked as quietly as he could up behind the Mexican that was laughing at the bar. That's what really made him mad. He was laughing. Jason wasn't but. Controlling her sobs she told me, “He wants me to train you to take a dick in your asshole.” She broke down again as she said those words. I stared at her horrified unable to say anything. “And why do I want you to train him, sorry, her?” he chuckled enjoying our humiliation.“Because I love feeling your dick in my asshole and want to share the joy of total submission with hi.”“Him?” he said angrily.“Sorry, I meant her” she sobbed.I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. We had rimmed each other.