Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 39

It was a long drive back to Don Vicari’s. I dreaded what would happen the entire way.

Rocco had probably already let his father know what happened in Pozzallo…

And Don Vicari was probably going to have something to say about it.

I was right on both counts.

When Paolo pulled up to the compound, a foot soldier was waiting for me by the side of the gravel drive. “The Don wants to see you.”

Great.

Paolo gave me an uneasy half-smile – Good luck, bud – and I followed the foot soldier into the house.

He took me to a door at the far end of the house and knocked.

“Come in,” said a gruff voice.

The foot soldier gestured – Go in – then walked off.

I entered a small study that was white like all the other rooms in the house.

It was lined with shelves. There were very few books, though. Mostly it was displays of old hunting rifles, knives, and binoculars.

Don Vicari was sitting behind a large wooden desk, which took up half the width of the room.

As soon as he saw me, he got a sour look on his face.

“Sit,” he said, pointing to a wooden chair across from the desk.

down and braced myself to get ripped

the way I

all his men, in a town you don’t run? You got a

you…

fuck were you

hassling an old man with a sick wife,” I said. “I didn’t want to

his chin thoughtfully, not

asked, “Are your brothers

immediately got angry. “Excuse

and doesn’t have it – do they just let them walk

doesn’t steal from old men,”

you look down your nose at me. Is that it?”

to say,

I was swimming in

off politicians so they give contracts to the people we tell them to. We pay off

cases,

control the docks on the west coast, from

so shit doesn’t get stolen or ‘misplaced’ – but we’re dealing with businessmen. Politicians. Rich people. What we don’t do is go around beating up

at me for a long

I just waited.

your offer, the first person

much hated my brother right now

was a smart

case, he was

hand than he should with civilians. When it’s pimps and drug dealers, it’s fine to break a few arms and legs – maybe even kill ‘em. Make an example so nobody else steps out

shitless and pay on time. If they want to pay but can’t, I told Rocco to just run up the debt and tack on interest. Keep them on the

– don’t burn down his fuckin’ shop.

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