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June, disgusted by what she saw at the bar headed over to visit her father, hoping he could put things right.
“Dad, I want you know that Scott Peterson has an orangutan working in his bar. Ugh, I can’t believe that jerk! For a man who claims to be about animal rights, he’s all about animal wrongs. Is there anything that we can do? Legally – or less-so – I don’t even think he’s attending Newtown.”
June’s father, O’Connor turned in his chair, rubbing his hands…
“You think he’s sending the monkey instead?”
“Wouldn’t put it past the creep. He’s only going to appease his father’s last wishes. He’s just going to use the money and power to do some other disgusting things.”
“Don’t worry, sweetie. I’ll take care of this. They don’t call me the Exterminator for nothing.”
June had heard this before. She sighed.
“Dad, they don’t call you that.”
“Well, okay… they don’t call me Jim Savage for nothing.”
“Dad, please don’t say that.”
“Okay?”
“Okay.”
June left the office and O’Connor picked up the phone with an evil grin.
“Hi Mac Jr? Yeah. The rat king is going out on the town. We discussed this. You’re the rat king. You’re the rat king… Yeah. You’re the rat king! I know there were a lot of Jell-o shots, but I still expect you to remember sinister plans! Right. Thank you! Now, deploy the hawk! We discussed this!”
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