Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 30
We left the hotel in a caravan of Alfa Romeo SUVs, all black.
Don Vicari didn’t like to splurge on his jet, but at least his cars were only a few years old.
Vicari sat behind the driver. I sat behind the guy riding shotgun.
He was literally riding shotgun, by the way: he had a sawed-off double-barrel Remington between his legs, angled down towards the floor.
I prayed that Niccolo had been right about Sicilians being extremely paranoid. Otherwise, it sure looked like they were expecting to get ambushed by somebody.
As we got on the interstate, the BMW sedan carrying Niccolo went one way while the rest of the vehicles went the other.
Don Vicari stared silently at the driver’s seat. Neither the driver nor the guy riding shotgun said anything, either.
It freaked me out a little how nobody was talking…
But I didn’t really want to talk anyway, so I gazed out at the scenery.
Palermo seemed to go on forever. It was way bigger than Florence, the city closest to my home.
Well…
What used to be my home.
Suddenly, a ringtone broke the silence.
Shotgun Guy reached into his suit jacket and pulled out a cell phone. He answered it, listened, and then held out the phone. “It’s for you, boss.”
Vicari took it. “What,” he said emotionlessly.
His face darkened.
“Tell him you’re not hanging around to take him back,” he growled.
After the guy on the other end said something, Vicari looked even more pissed off. “Fine. Fuck him, then.”
He hung up the phone and passed it back to Shotgun.
“Your brother switched plans on me,” Vicari said without looking at me.
My heart beat faster from hope. “Dario?”
“No, the consigliere.”
“Oh.” Nic. “What did he do?”
“He’s not taking the jet back to Tuscany.”
“What?” I asked, surprised.
Vicari’s face twisted into a bitter scowl. “Maybe he doesn’t trust me to deliver him home in one piece.”
it,”
at me – sort of like, You got somethin’ you wanna fuckin’
I quickly explained.
question a Sicilian’s integrity. He said you swore on your
for a
gave a mildly surprised
least he no
he’s not flying back?”
“No.”
he was still
and sticks me in an arranged marriage – but do the
Vicari went back to staring wordlessly
phone to scroll through
to see if Caterina
reminds me,” Don Vicari said as he held out his
I asked
“Give me your phone.”
“Why?!”
talking to girls back home when you’re supposed to marry my daughter in two
kind of
going to
any girls back home,”
me a contemptuous smirk. “I had
asked, trying to sound
the reputation as a
I said
smiled. Not one of his creepy serial killer smiles,
at me when he did it. He was staring off past me into
I was your age. I courted all the most beautiful girls in
driver and the shotgun guy
Vicari said as he pointed at his men. “‘Big Dick Vicari.’ Isn’t that
they say, boss,” Shotgun said
Um…
Okay…
for my old man,” Vicari said cheerfully. “Angry fathers trying to kill me. We had to make a
that by ‘go away,’
Jesus fucking Christ…
of bastard kids all over Sicily. Never wore a
in the front
intensely uncomfortable
when I met my sainted Matelda,” Vicari said, switching on a dime from
driver and shotgun guy
Shotgun actually crossed himself.
the face of a movie star tells me he hasn’t got any girls back home, I
word for ‘fennel’ – but also
which is it?” Vicari asked
was a girl,” I said back
his hand for my phone. “Let’s
About Mafia Kings: Valentino: Dark Mafia Romance Series #6 by Olivia Thorn - Chapter 30
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