Tiny Tim полностью

My mind was racing, trying to figure out what to do next and how to salvage this situation. I wanted to immediately send the request to my C&C-server before they did anything with the videos as additional punishment for Logan. However, Claire and Danielle gasped upon seeing Logan in that state, which reminded me of what would happen if the videos vanished in the midst of THAT kind of situation. He was a fucking asshole, but there was a chance they would actually kill him. Looking at them, I remembered what Bill had just told me in his office, and pulled out my phone to type a message to Logan.

We heard them talk.

“I mean, it’s fucking stupid to try and make demands of me.” the owner told Logan, sounding quite amused and waving something in his hand. I suspected it was my USB drive with the evidence. “But I do appreciate that you brought this to me. Now I know exactly where to make changes. Doesn’t matter if you have copies or tell anyone. Nothing on here is definitive proof. By tonight, nothing you have will check out anymore.”

“Fucking hell...” I heard Bill breathe out, shaking his head.

Fucking hell, indeed. I was so done with this. I tried. All the work I put in, all the effort I had invested in helping these people, once again ruined and voided by my fucking brother.

“Now, here’s what’s going to happen.” the owner continued. “I’m done waiting for you to get my money together. You... ”

He was interrupted by someone coming into the room and wordlessly handing him a phone. After he looked at it for a minute, he started talking again.

“Who’s Tiny?”

“My ... my brother.” Logan answered in confused hesitance.

“Tiny?” Bill asked, amused.

“It’s the nickname they use for me to make fun of my small dick.” I gave my deadpan answer, jerking my head towards my family without taking my eyes off the screen to signify whom I meant by ‘they’.

I didn’t care how much Bill knew or learned anymore. From the corner of my eye I could see three things, though. First, Bill’s face that had instantly lost it’s amused look. Second, the uncomfortable feet-shuffling from my family. And, third, Bill throwing a confused and disbelieving look at John.

“You have a brother? How come we didn’t know about this?” We heard the voice from the Surveillance Feed again.

“We’re not... ” Logan starated to answer. Then he quickly lifted his head and continued in an almost desperate tone. “I used his money to pay you back, then he found all the stuff that’s on the drive. He was the one who put your guys in the hospital, too!”

I felt my stomach drop a few feet and paled. Bill grunted next to me. The fucker was trying to sell me out to save himself. The rest of the family just looked on anxiously.

“And how did he get all this?” the owner asked, once again holding up the Stick.

“I don’t really know. He does computer stuff for a security company.”

“OH, FOR FUCK’S SAKE!” I called out.

“Calm down.” Bill’s hand strongly gripped my shoulder. “Remember what I said about scared people and rational decisions!”

“Security makes sense.” the owner mused. “Probably asked around with the local bouncers and shit. Doesn’t matter anyway. But my guys will want a piece of him to make it even again. Looks like your family’s debt just went up again. I’ll give you all a way to make it up to us. According to your Bro, your grandmother fell and broke a hip or some shit. They’ll be taking care of her for a few days. When they’re back, I want you to invite them here. It’s about time we all had a talk about how to get me my money’s worth.”

“Okay, sure! I’ll talk to them as soon as they’re back!” Logan eagerly agreed.

And just like that, they gave him his phone back and threw him out of the bar.