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Chapter 15: Visitor, Part 3

As much as I was enjoying this, I had to end it soon, as the bell was about to ring.

"Who sent you?" I repeated, screaming into his face in a guttural, demonic voice.

"Uh ... uh ..." moron stammered, his voice a few pitches higher. "I don't know who the guy is, but he said to find the boy and bring him to him."

"Where?" I demanded, tightening my grip on his manhood.

"New York," he pleaded, his voice an octave higher, almost crying now.

"I know New York, you moron! The city?"

He hesitated and I tightened my grip again. Let's just say he'd be singing soprano for a while. If he lived long enough. "Okay, okay," his voice was two octaves higher, "he said to bring him to the club."

"New York is filled with clubs," I said, tightening even more. I didn't know how much more he could take. "Which one?"

"The Mirage, on Broadway!" He was almost crying, as beads of sweat and tears ran down his cheeks.

"Why there?" I demanded, never releasing my grip.

"I don't know, I don't know!" He
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