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.

myself to

the way I

that much. Going up against my son, in front of all his men, in a town you don’t run? You got

thank you…

fuck

a sick wife,” I said. “I didn’t want to see

his chin thoughtfully,

he finally asked, “Are your brothers

immediately got angry.

have it – do they just let them walk away? ‘Cause only a

from old men,”

you look down your nose at me. Is that

wanted to say, Well, YEAH

I knew I was swimming in

share of illegal shit,” I said darkly. “We pay off politicians so they give contracts to the people we tell them to. We pay off judges to throw out cases or give verdicts we

of money for those government contracts, and those court cases, and those botched police investigations. Businessmen. Other politicians. Rich people whose kids

the docks on the west coast, from what

we’re dealing with businessmen. Politicians. Rich

looked at me for a

I just waited.

said that in a negotiation, after you’ve laid out your offer, the first person to speak is

I pretty much hated my brother

was a smart

this case, he was

fine to break a few arms and legs – maybe even kill ‘em. Make an example

‘em are scared shitless and pay on time. If they want to pay but can’t,

refuses to pay and threatens to make trouble – don’t burn down his fuckin’ shop. Don’t take his livelihood away from him. Otherwise, how

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