"Since you are carrying precious cargo, you don't need to beat too much ass. And you don't need to be on your feet for long. So we brought you a chair, Tulip," Bruno told me. "Thank you, Bruno. Though I do plan to get at least two or three punches in before Mom takes over," I told him.
I saw a pair of brass knuckles on the cart and picked them up as I walked by it. As I stepped into the cell, I slipped them on my right hand. "Growing up, the times that I had to spend with Sean as a child were pure hell. And I know that it's because of you and that r****t that you're married to. Did you know that when dear old Sean was telling you that he didn't have me on the weekends you would show up, I was always locked up somewhere? When I was still little, it was a closet that he locked me in. Once
