I stood up and
turned away, but I couldn’t get that picture of him out of my mind, of him
getting excited hearing what his daughter was doing for a buck in a peep show.
“Oh God,” he
was going on, hamming it up. “I’ll make sure she gets professional help. I’ll
make sure—”
I spun on my
heels and swung at him, catching him hard on his mouth and bursting his lip
wide open. He went down like he’d been shot. I only half saw him as he curled
into a fetal position, spitting out blood and a couple of teeth.
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