“I’ll be happy to f**k you,” Bert said. “Let’s take you down, and tie you up on the bed. But first, Alan, I want you to answer a question for us.”
“Anything,” Hubris cried. “I’ll do anything. Never have I felt so liberated. So joined completely with everything that I indeed am!”
Bert tried to phrase everything right. “Did you have Chuck Knoedel killed? Do you know anything about it?”
“I know everything!” Hubris answered. “I know it all. f**k me now and I’ll tell you.”
We untied him and took him down from the ladder. He knelt at our feet, and wished only to be f****d by Bert. He kept calling him Bertrand. “Bertrand,” he said. “I know you’re Bertrand. Do you think I’m so stupid that I don’t know who you are—and have always been?”
We tied him back up and put him on the bed, then Niko and
