Chapter 85: The Daughter's Manumission, Part 19, She's My Wife...

MICHAEL 

Finally, he answers his phone. "What the fuck do you think you're playing at, Ben?"

He replies in tones that would cut metal. "What am I playing at? What the hell are you playing at? I suppose you met your little whore at one of these clubs, did you?"

"In fact, no, I didn't. But it's none of your business, Ben. And I'll thank you not to speak of my wife like that."

"You're obsessed with the bitch."

"I've just married her. Of course I'm fucking obsessed. If I'm not obsessed with her now, when would I be?"

"That's what I don't get, Mike. I could understand if you were just playing around with her. I might not like it. I know you played the field, but I'd understand it. But you married her. Why for God's sake?

"Because I love her. Because she loves me."

"And where does your so-called best friend fit into this?"

"James loves her too. And she loves him too."

"Listen to yourself Mike, it's fucking bizarre. It's not right. It's not.... natural...."