“I want this guy to talk,” Peppi said. “I thought rnaybe you’d like to soften him.”
Lydia smiled.. “Yes,” she said. “That would amuse me.”
“What are you going to do with him?” Peppi asked.
“I want to try that experiment again. I made a mess of it last time,” she answered.
Peppi shrugged. “She thinks she can cut a guy. I tell her she can’t do it.”
Lew sneered. “Let her try,” he said. “It don’t matter if she makes a mess of this punk, does it?”
I began to sweat.
Lew went to the door and called in the other two birds who had been in Maddox’s office.
“Tie this lug up,” he said. “If he starts anything, beat his brains out.”
Before I could make up my mind what to do they grabbed me. I waited until they began to twist my arms behind me, then I let them have it.