Крестный отец

           "CleanthatuprightnoworI’llkicktheshitoutofyou."

           "LikehellIwill,"Conniesaid.Sheheldherhandslikeclawsreadytoscratchhisbarechesttoribbons.

           Carlowentbackintothebedroomandwhenhecameouthewasholdinghisbeltdoubledinhishand."Cleanitup,"hesaidandtherewasnomistakingthemenaceinhisvoice.Shestoodtherenotmovingandheswungthebeltagainstherheavilypaddedhips,theleatherstingingbutnotreallyhurting.Connieretreatedtothekitchencabinetsandherhandwentintooneofthedrawerstohauloutthelongbreadknife.Shehelditready.

           Carlolaughed."EventhefemaleCorleonesaremurderers,"hesaid.Heputthebeltdownonthekitchentableandadvancedtowardher.Shetriedasuddenlungebutherpregnantheavybodymadeherslowandheeludedthethrustsheaimedathisgroininsuchdeadlyearnest.Hedisarmedhereasilyandthenhestartedtoslapherfacewithaslowmedium-heavystrokesoasnottobreaktheskin.Hehitheragainandagainassheretreatedaroundthekitchentabletryingtoescapehimandhepursuedherintothebedroom.Shetriedtobitehishandandhegrabbedherbythehairtoliftherheadup.Heslappedherfaceuntilshebegantoweeplikealittlegirl,withpainandhumiliation.Thenhethrewhercontemptuouslyontothebed.Hedrankfromthebottleofwhiskeystillonthenighttable.Heseemedverydrunknow,hislightblueeyeshadacrazyglintinthemandfinallyConniewastrulyafraid.

           Carlostraddledhislegsapartanddrankfromthebottle.