BILL CADY Word Count: 149,227 - At My Friend's Place

Bill Cady, The Early Years … by Bill Cady 352
The sponsor chuckled, happy to be in total control of the situation. “Ah‟d say it
comes out pretty decent. Shit, all ya‟ll got‟s t‟ do is gimme mah money an‟ ya‟ll c‟n jes‟
haul ass outa heah.”
I was watching George, wishing I‟d had time to step out and get another batch of
those onion rings and a Coke. They were pretty damned good, but all my history with
George told me I wouldn‟t even get served before he had everything all wrapped up. So,
with everyone who mattered between me and the spot where I‟d place my order, I just
stood and watched.
George pointed at the three guys. “Uh-huh. And, again, you think that‟s fair?
Having all those assholes as backup against only me?”
“Ah ain‟t so sure Ah‟d be a pissin‟ them theah dudes off if Ah was ya‟ll, but Ah
still think it‟s fair. Yeah, boy, Ah do.” He turned, the smile already in place, and faced
his crew. “Ya‟ll think Ah‟m bein‟ fair wi‟ this heah Yankee?”
Before anyone could answer, George took action. “Then this will probably be
okay by your rules, too, motherfucker!” Faster than the eye can blink, he had our .32 in
his hand with the barrel rammed hard against the sponsor‟s right temple and his left arm
in a chokehold on the guy‟s throat. “Think any of these motherfuckers is willing to get
shot for you, asshole?” He ground the barrel against skin already starting to bleed a little.
“Of course, you won‟t see me shoot your buddies, you cocksucker, because you‟re gonna
be dead before I even aim at any of them.” George laughed happily. “Seem fair to you,
motherfucker? Hmmmm?”
The sponsor couldn‟t even talk, he was so scared.
George looked at the three guys. “By the time I reach three, unless every one of
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