Chapter Sixty-Four

Anger spiked in Rome's eyes as he gazed at Big Daddy cutting his steak and then ate the meat off the blade.

Then he focused solely on the knife in his hand for a second before looking back at Big Daddy and saying, "How about option three, get your ass off that chair, obediently follow me out of here, and register yourself at a police station." 

Fixing his gaze on Rome's cold eyes, Big Daddy mockingly asked, “What if I refused, what are you going to do about it? Allow that poor little girl to get a bullet to her head along with her mother and grandmother?"

“No. I'm going to make you regret being an idiot for refusing such a great deal,” Rome coldly said, looking at the blade in his hand.

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