An Ultra Violent Fairy Tale by Pete Bertino - HTML preview

30 AN ULTRA VIOLENT FAIRY TALE

“No class.” Detroit said.

He wasn't at a roulette or black jack table gambling on credit but at an arcade cabinet for a game called Discs Of Tron, he held a drink in one hand and was punching the screen of the machine with the other.

He was of average height like his brother, but Eric was heavy set and had dark curly hair while Luke’s body was more athletic looking with bone straight hair so light it was almost blond and dewy blue eyes that made women want to get kissing close to him.

Ladies seemed to come after Luke they way money seemed to fall into Eric’s lap. Eric learned nine different ways to make money hand over fist, Luke was chasing after girls and women with the same hunger and determination. Both were successful at their endeavors.

“Luke,”

“What?” he said with sneer as he focused on the game.

“I need to speak with you.”

“Fuck off.”

He said it off hand, but seeing the look on Detroit’s face made him nervous. Detroit gave him a curt nod towards the door in the back where the secret deals took place. Luke gave the cabinet a swift kick and led the way.

The large office had an elegant cherry wood desk with a cushioned leather office chair and a long luxurious sofa that ran the length of the entire office wall, a sofa Luke had used numerous times to screw random patrons on. Currently it was occupied by a young woman that was slightly over weight and had large chubby cheeks that made her look bigger than she actually was. Her dark hair was short, just above the shoulders and framed her white porcelain looking face perfectly.

Her face became an O of surprise when Luke and Detroit came in without so much as a word for her.

Luke’s face was wary while Detroit’s was looking cool if a little annoyed, he gave a nod to Maureen before speaking.

“Glitterbelle’s out.”