Jonesy stood by as Frank went to work. He looked more than happy to handle the job, and Jonesy was comfortable with that. After all, he had sausage fingers. Nothing that would do well with needle and thread, but to slap a bitch? They were juuuust right. He looked to the mirror, seeing his reflection, but knowing he could be seen. He smiled good and deep as the screams flowed through his body. He shivered and put the mirror on the backburner as he went to his Suzy Q “Do you hear that, honey? That’s being done because the smart-mouthed manager wouldn’t give up the goods. She decided her precious codes were worth more than you all…that’s a damn shame.”<br/><br/>He shook his head for emphasis as he walked to the side of her and made sure she was looking at Frank work  “it all could have been easier, Suzy…sure there would still be pain, but this…? We wouldn’t have had to resort to this if we only got what we needed from your boss. Does she think God cares whether or not she gives up the codes? Would giving information to save you two be such a bad thing?” he stroked her hair and sighed audibly “I don’t know what we can do, here, Suzy Q. As much as I would hate for you to get that kind of treatment, if she doesn’t give those codes up…well…a real shame.”<br/><br/>He left her then, but not before he gave her a peck on the cheek. He went over the Frank to get a good look as what he’d done so far. “Awww, Frank…those look pretty deep. She’s going to be okay, won’t she?” He tried hard to hide his smirk, and gave a quick wink to him as his back was to Cassie. He wouldn’t be able to describe the amount of fun he was having in the moment, and most certainly wished to be around when the ladies tore into Maddy. Codes or not, he was going to make that bitch suffer in his own sweet way, and he’d barely touch her to do it.<br/>