Chapter 138
Cesare
Inside The Examining Room
Rosolini’s bitch screamed in pain as my gun opened up a nasty cut across her cheek.
“STOP!” she cried out, and held up one hand like she was trying to ward me off.
A rosary was wrapped around her fingers, the cross dangling from the string of beads.
“You think that’s going to save you?” I asked. “I ain’t a fuckin’ vampire, bitch.”
And then I brought the base of my gun handle down on her forearm.
I felt the bones snap on impact.
She shrieked as she rolled over on her side, curving her body around her belly to protect it.
I just laughed –
And kicked her in the back as hard as I could.
She cried out in agony, but she still kept her arms wrapped around her unborn baby.
So I stomped one of her legs as she screamed some more.