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“Nope. In the spirit of Christmas, I’m going to give themeach a beautiful, hand polished, custom engraved baseball bat.”

“I’ve heard rumors that you were smart,” said Isabella as sheuncrossed her stocking-clad legs and stood up. “Giving gifts during Christmasis soclever. How ever did you think of it?”

“Don’t be jealous that you didn’t think of it first.”

Isabella hovered her hand over the crate of bats. “May I?”she asked.

“Sure.”

She reached in and grabbed one, rolling it over in her hands.“Very nice,” she said. “Is that cherry?”

“Australian bull-oak.”

She nodded approvingly. “And these engravings are so fun. I’mactually a little embarrassed. Because I got the Locatellis and Chadwickspresents too. But I didn’t get them anythingnearlythis fancy. I just gotthem gold plated Tommy guns with laser targeting.”

Shit!Those sounded so much cooler than baseball bats.But… “Oh yeah? Can your Tommy guns detect bugs? Because these can.”

“Aw, honey,” said Isabella with a little pout. “Now you’rejust making yourself look desperate. Everyone knows that wearing a wire is solast century. Now it’s all about cell phone taps.” She patted me on the head.

I swatted her hand away.

“Anyway, New York belongs to me now. So stay out of my way,and we can be besties.”

She started to walk out. But as she passed me, she paused andwhispered in my ear. “Actually, we’ll never be besties. I don’t hang out withgirls who date guys with tiny dicks. Fuck with me and I’ll sew your pussy shut,you ugly fucking whore.” She kissed my cheek and walked out.

Oh hell no.

I mean, the burn about Chad’s dick was totally fair. That thingwas tiny. But threatening to sew my pussy shut and calling me ugly? That wascrossing a line.

I was going to kill this bitch.

Chapter 7 – The Royal Spielzeughersteller Hotel

Christmas Eve, 2013

“Now what?” whispered Ash.

“It’s time to go full Home Alone on that bitch,” I replied.

Slavanka picked up one of the baseball bats. “I break CrazyIsabella kneecaps.”

Daddy stood up and took the bat from Slavanka. “None of thatwill be necessary. I’ll handle it from here. How about you girls go enjoy your vacation?”

“But Daddy…”

“You know I don’t like repeating myself, princess.”

I pouted a little. But he wasn’t budging. “Will you at leasttell me your plan?”

“First I’m going to speak to her father. Richard Pruitt hasnever been scared to use violence, but he always does it with a purpose. There’sno way he’d approve of his daughter starting a war for no reason. I won’t letanything happen to you and your friends. I promise.”

“Thanks, Daddy.” I gave him a big hug.

“Of course, princess.” He turned to my friends. “You must beAsh and Slavanka. Chastity has told me so much about you.”

“Hi, Daddy,” said Ash. “Er… Mr. Morgan.” She coughed andlooked anywhere but at him.

Slavanka snapped to attention and gave him a salute.

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