Joe learned all this while sitting on the edge of Votto’s bed, holding McCleary’s gun on him. Joe had killed the guard planted outside of Votto’s house, and then when he got inside he had found Votto asleep. But now he had everything he needed: the name of the man responsible for the execution of his mother and where the girl was—a brothel in Philadelphia. That was the one concession they made to Votto after all the trouble he had caused. The girl wouldn’t work in New York anymore. So Philadelphia would be Joe’s first stop.
He stood up from the bed. “What are you going to do with me?” Votto asked.
Joe put McCleary’s gun away and took out his new hammer. He sunk it deep into Votto’s forehead and left it there. He wanted them to know he was coming.
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